Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me at Them

Yoyoyoyoyoyo! yo
Is the niggaz for this son?
Niggaz ain't for this ock
One two whatcha wanna do (I'm gonna it to em anyway though man)
Peep the inspectah deck (you know 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 floor like dorf, who the war
Then by my, lyrical driveby
Chops rush, making black hearts bust, plus knifes got
When they rush, built like tools
fools, in twos
Forced dude to you out your fuckin shoes
A south swap with the bombs I
a to terrorize you can't stop the plot
Execution of an amateur, who dared to the
Clansman, holding a sword like
Truth is my shield, and prove I reveal
Reality, a the heart can feel
Livin life where caps peel, and crack deals from nine to
But I survived in these times I nearly died
Now I'm wanted by I did escape
Now it's thrown on a tape those who can relate
Still I wrap my face take a in the staircase
Hits place, yo god, watch the jakes
Out of state court dates, me with the warrants
For my insurance, switched names to lawrence
The rebel, stomps through the I'm from
Coming through with nuff niggaz, and guns to bust son
So read the article, lyrical assassin with the
Potential witnesses are
Of testifying, I won't be frying in the
Plus the case closed, I won't be ever shackled, and safe
I make foes, then, I make friends
Cause friends, show theyselves as snakes in the end
And if you fit the then protect ya neck
Shaolin, ins, killa hill

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

You ever, feel, you can
me, you got to face the clan and
Never, to the mic again
There's no one in the

Let me at them! I blast off lyrics like a
Forty-four caliber, mad holes in my challenger
Tongue in your throat is swiss
The wild freestyler, wild like gene
Wu-tang killa bee at your brain
With my stinger, it your mind, when I bring ya
Thirty-six chambers of anger,
For waiting, to let on the nation
Far from no need for no rehearsal
Hit you all angles then form a circle
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 of speech is deep, like leviathan
Hittin up your block with rhymes, a firing
Shooting for the platinum, bring it back to
The same I got the gat from, let me at them!