Luyện nghe bài hát Killin' Fields

Good Hip-Hoppers
The big alert has called off
It out that the early reports were wrong, all wrong
Now for that clan out there that had such a time gettin' home
Sorry 'bout
I the only thing we can do is play you a song

Yeah, do
Yes, what what what, what what, what?
What what, what what what
Yea yea yea
(If you don't, lay back)
Ruckus
(You a lazy jack)
Fisk
(Yaknahmean)
Huh, one, two
(Shaolin, what?)

Shoes full of dirt, kickin' sand on works
Something gotta hurt, a case off a verse
in concert, kids comin' out they shirts
I'm hyped now, jumpin' in the crowd feet
Meant it I said it, lungs bring the pain son
the anesthetic, make 'em look pathetic
Needin' help from paramedic, hot with the
back, take 'em wit' you

Survival of the fittest, and the out to get us
I it in my bones, I can feel it
In my testosterone, when on
Stat', bring it back, hard rap for you
Cognac off the meat rack, the pussy at?
Johnny, got these mad at they mommy
on my hard salami, say what you like
In the heat of the night, I crash
Splash on the mic, air-tight with the

Nigga run it, have fun with it
Load your gun with it, and be done it

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through

It all starts with the pad and pen, my blend
Of herbs and spices on mic divices, men
Make 'em mices, I recommend, somethin' that's
For you rap hooligans, you nicest
it what you like kid, you can even call
A psychic for all I care, still ain't got a
Amongst the righteous, Blazini, cheat death Houdini
to bad bird that fucked nerds in bikinis

Observe, flows you being served from the gizzard
your nerves with nouns and verbs
From the ghettoes to the suburbs, I be heard
Niggaz get what deserve
You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang for solo
Bloody up my next
the blood of the next bozo, clown ass niggaz be loco
Puffin' on lye, for cocoa

Nigga run it, have fun with it
Load your gun it, and be done with it

to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' changes

Yo yo, shit be hot in the kettlepot, Metal
Bust shots the beef settle, forget me not
City nights get a nigga hyped, scar his
him back, now he Poltergeist, ghost!
Tell him, who the one rap most, huh?
Verbal overdose him comatose, huh?
The nigga with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot
back and take 'em wit' you, eye for eye

Never lie, my heart, hopin' you die
Somebody pat the down, I think he wired
I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my need that
They need gas, cockin' heat back, be out like
The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's
Who nigga, burn biscuit and spit flame
Leave no witness in the fast with shady bitches
That want me for my riches, I know your steez

Fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees
From ravenous, emcees be yappin'
Meth be the co-captain, on Def that's closed captioned
For hearing impaired, they get a share, now happenin'?
Money to share, that's why we're
And you actin' we can't eat, like y'all eat
Now we scrappin' out in the street, I your crew's
Hardheaded motherfuckers and I'm just you

Nigga run with it, fun with it
your gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' changes

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie goin' through changes

I in the ghetto all my life
I swore to take that bitch for better or for
You know what I'm sayin, that's for life nigga,
'Til death do us

Stay Hip-Hoppers
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