Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Swords

(featuring Ras Kass)

[Intro: Ras
Uh, Kruger, what up, my nigga?
Yeah, GZA, you know, uh, Rassy, you
Shouts out to my Wreckonize, all my MIA

Formed in very a strong advanced post, to west coast
Ahead of time, competition not even half
Let's say, by no means, an value
Prematurely brought to play, never allow you
To first, so precautions must be taken
And what's worst? you're just fronting and faking
It's a shame the sixteen bars are just a waste
And line or word, is badly placed
Even dealing with the window of time
My arrangements, are quick, down your power lines
On a bunch of small puppets, a wack ass team
That only move, at a of a button that pull strings
Bad move in silence, secretly fading in
Unlike fake gangstas and ya wannabe men
like they carry the gun that killed Lincoln
Or they rolling with two hundred from Kingston

Kass]
Our is to learn y'all niggaz, about this new world order
But I'm still run up in the president's daughter
He the auditor, ain't let the see this barker
Stick to bitches walls like I'm Peter
The Vida Guerrera hacker
Five licked, on the Internet jacked her
Dog, I'm not a rapper, I'm the black
Nosferatu, spitting at you, out of black Acura
Homies is gat packers, rat
Fly nigga, I'm the venomous stack
attacker, pimp slapper, the track cracker
Epitome of nice, after rainbow, press the
And y'all niggaz is the worst, fat chicks with little kicks
If your not YKK, then get off my dick
Bitch, I with the trillest, and that's why 5 percent
Is college kids and next fillers
I'm sick with the words, and Liquid Swords
The world never heard this before, me Mr. More
more money, more murder, and more spit to serve