Luyện nghe bài hát Live

South Bronx, New

Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,

I your CD is wack, wasn't fucking impressed
the nigga with the big mouth?
I [Incomprehensible] and bit off with a lion's mouth
Your man sound like a bitch that switch

Y'all need to be around when my dick itch
Yo, TNT these niggas acting wild like they
But they trying to see me fuck it, I'm a pull up in a van
Let these know I'm a give 'em a permanent suntan

Walk in your session
Damage your crew in the vocal
With a Smith and Wesson
Dr. Dooom on your intercom your girl
All night a fucking bomb

I'm a move the tattoos off all MCs
Let me make a sandwich first government cheese
Uncle got a new sawed-off
When them kids show up we gone blast their ass off

Niggas be mean mugging wide eyed smoking dust
I'm a Tony Lou with a bazooka
Blow smoke in a tour bus, in a Caprice Classic
I got a wig on them, boys ain't gon' recognize all four of us

Jay and John with fifty cousins from the Bolding
We roll and amp G, what the fuck y'all about?
I'm moving a different
Grab the from under the couch

See you on the Ferris wheel at Coney
I'm not be smiling
Magnum for your ass
gon' see my face, fuck a mask

Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,

your mailbox with peanut butter and jelly
With from the deli
Black shoe polish on your table
I'm and able

Going on the roof the pay-per-view fight come on
Click off the cable, harass you to
Leaving poisoned sick rat coleslaw around your stool
While you scream ''fuck

I'm across the street Popeye's Cajun rice
In a station wagon hot beans
Taking a break back in the house

Giving your
Ex-lax with a hot bowl of Quaker
Leaving the front room, dropping
On your fur coat a box kaboom

Watching the Mets shit
On your TV sets in the
You won't be able to a program
remote controls for seventy hours

Check out your sore ribs, the is gritty
starting to look green on Rap City
Take your receipt, give your wallet nine hundred bucks
Or your credit card to a retarded kid in a

Coming up the street walking by the main
I'm passing you a leather coat that looks similar to yours
Fuck you, you looking at me, I'm a start walking you
Act I'm pantomiming you

Talking to police men, a arm
And joined by a black and white car
With binoculars you very far
What's up

Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,