Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me at Them

Yoyoyoyoyoyo! yo
Is the niggaz for this son?
ain't ready for this ock
One two whatcha wanna do (I'm gonna give it to em though man)
Peep the inspectah deck (you they ain't ready for it)
threat
Representing
Slang,
Hittin it
You what time it is

Blessed with the art rhymes sharp like a circular saw
Hit the like dorf, who wants the war
Then slide by my, driveby
Chops rush, making black hearts bust, plus knifes got
When rush, built like construction tools
fools, in twos
Forced dude to you out your fuckin shoes
A swap with the bombs I drop
Plan a to you can't stop the plot
Execution of an amateur, who to challenge the
Clansman, holding a like excalibur
Truth is my shield, show and I reveal
Reality, a coldness the can feel
Livin life where caps peel, and crack deals nine to five
But I survived in these hard I nearly died
Now I'm wanted by I did escape
Now it's on a tape with those who can relate
Still I my face take a space in the staircase
Hits takin place, yo god, watch the
Out of state court dates, chase me with the
For my insurance, switched names to michael
The rebel, stomps the slums I'm from
Coming through with nuff niggaz, and nuff to bust son
So read the article, lyrical assassin the arsenal
witnesses are incapable
Of testifying, I be frying in the chair
the case closed, I won't be ever shackled, and safe clothes
I make foes, exasperates then, I friends
Cause friends, show theyselves as snakes in the end
And if you fit the then protect ya neck
Shaolin, ins, hill projects

No one on this earth, can me
No one on earth, can fool me
No one on this earth, can the mic
Like, i, do,

You ever, feel, you can
me, you got to face the clan and
Never, return to the mic
no one in the world

Let me at them! I blast off like a magnum
Forty-four caliber, bustin mad in my challenger
in your throat is swiss cheese
The wild freestyler, like gene wilder
Wu-tang bee aimed at your brain
With my stinger, it stun your mind, when I ya
Thirty-six chambers of anger,
For waiting, to let loose on the
Far from commercial no need for no
Hit you from all angles then form a
Go the grain within close range
When I slam, onyx, come get some, that's a promise
represent, here's the evidence
Science of mad murder plates I sense
My technique of speech is deep, leviathan
Hittin up your block with rhymes, a firing
for the platinum, then bring it back to
The place I got the gat from, let me at them!