Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Swords

(featuring Ras Kass)

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

Formed in very a strong advanced post, to west coast
Ahead of time, not even half close
Let's say, by no means, an equal
Prematurely brought to play, I'll allow you
To strike first, so must be taken
And what's When you're just fronting and faking
It's a shame the sixteen bars are just a waste
And every line or word, is badly
Even dealing with the narrow window of
My arrangements, are quick, shutting down power lines
On a bunch of small puppets, with a wack ass
That move, at a push of a button that pull strings
Bad boys move in silence, secretly in
Unlike fake gangstas and ya made men
Acting like they carry the gun that killed
Or they with two hundred murderers from Kingston

Kass]
Our goal is to learn y'all niggaz, about this new world
But I'm try'nna 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 Dracula
Nosferatu, spitting darts at you, out of black
is gat packers, rat packer
Fly nigga, I'm the stack attractor
attacker, pimp slapper, the track cracker
Epitome of nice, after rainbow, the laughter
And y'all niggaz is the worst, like fat chicks with kicks
If your names not YKK, then get off my
Bitch, I with the trillest, and that's why 5 percent
Is college kids and next fillers
I'm sick with the words, Waterproof and Liquid
The world never this before, call me Mr. More
'cause more money, more murder, and more to serve