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 heard your CD is wack, fucking impressed
the nigga with the big mouth?
I live and bit off with a lion's mouth
Your hype man sound like a that switch

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

Walk in your studio
Damage crew in the vocal booth
With a Smith and Wesson
Dr. Dooom on your intercom pressing your
All with a fucking bomb

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

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

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

See you on the Ferris at Coney Island
I'm not gon' be
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,

Smearing your mailbox with peanut butter and
With pickles the deli
Black polish on your glass table
I'm and able

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

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

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

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

Check out sore ribs, the screen is gritty
Everybody's starting to green on Rap City
Take your receipt, give wallet with nine hundred bucks
Or your credit card to a kid in a wheel-chair

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

to police men, chewing a arm
And by a black and white squad car
binoculars watching 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,