Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Or Be Killed

[Verse 1Jay
You woke up morning
Not knowing blood be on your garmits,
Hour and informants
Look crawling down your harness,
See them demons and omens staring at you
Mind control they your soul
And then your rolling with them just know you going,(hellbound)
Twelve rounds out that 4,5, look up to see 25 that's alot,(let's rewind)
When you pulled up on them 6's bust a busting bitches nigga's looking suspicious load em' up while you,(switching switching)
enough to come and get you,
Hope the gun is coming you,
have to shoot it out or shoot infront(won't pitch em')
Time is now you focused you seemed up like you had posted,
No it was stolen and then it was murder motives,
Blink of a eye you looking right at yo demise as hopping out they gonna ride
It's a on yo life,
The thing you didn't see and now you laying there bleeding
Hopeness they keep out your and now you hope to see light,

[Chorus: Krizz
See out of my body's where they want me, they think they can catch me slipping want me, so I sleep with one eye open, cause you never know when you wake up and you're gone,

2Jay Rock:]
Now the doctors they operating your heart infront of yo momma yo dogs
If you don't it you gone,
On the way to the trauma
They to long swerving in and out of traffic yo mamma tell you,(hold on)
bodies filled up with holes
You feel your body getting colder smelling that death in the air the reaper waiting for soul,
While your fighting for your struggling to get some air yeah, when that line flat then a tag on yo toe,
As your soul start to travel out your flesh you see lying on that gurney all bloody buddy it's a mess,
the best upon your flesh
But flesh might be dissapointed,
Pray to god you anointed while awaiting your op union,
While he in that waiting room
Going through the all the screaming and comotion
As they split yo body open, for the surgery and accertainly as seems that it's better pray that you hold over,
Call your bloods how you was potent, I said maybe cause safety is for certain out your hands,
Not your momma not your not your girl not your mans,
None can you hope they play you in a memory when you fly,
You but your ligaments ain't alive
you had died

[Verse 3: Tech
Threatining messages punk got of my voicemail,
and planning damaging, on giving this boy hell,
off of my boy hell,
Man I they enjoy shells,
Dropped, all up on they property gotta get cist this toy yell,
Nigga I ain't dying just cause you
I'm gettin' relish and I sell it my developed
So well a deaf view can tell it,
I smell it he femalish roll up cause his gal I nail it it,
but killa's wit' a sells pitch,
I'm gonna be dropping chopping alotta of body's gonna dropping this,
gonna be another motherfucka fucking living in my land will wanna be talking some shit,
Cause I got niggas,
And I do it big
But for the safety of my babies crazy now look what I did nigga,
Hop off my tour bus in your I'ma scope you out,
Hoping that I find you when I hear shit that you spoke about, l
I'm goin' feel shit,
Like gonna be a real hit,
But you're like that chick that gave you my number a little bitch,
Been in your over and over you still absent,
And I do meet n greets, you fo'real acting,
I'm sick of yo ill yapping you get your grill blackend,
That's from the steel clapping that's 5'6 vill rapping it happen, bitch!