Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Swords

(featuring Ras Kass)

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

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

Kass]
Our goal is to learn y'all niggaz, about new world order
But I'm still try'nna run up in the daughter
He the auditor, ain't let the see this barker
Stick to bitches walls like I'm Peter
The Vida Guerrera hacker
Five niggaz licked, on the Internet her
Dog, I'm not a rapper, I'm the black
Nosferatu, spitting darts at you, out of Acura
Homies is gat packers, rat
Fly nigga, I'm the stack attractor
Mack attacker, slapper, the track cracker
of nice, after rainbow, press the laughter
And y'all niggaz is the worst, like fat chicks with little
If your not YKK, then get off my dick
Bitch, I with the trillest, and that's why 5 percent
Is kids and next felons fillers
I'm sick with the words, and Liquid Swords
The world heard this before, call me Mr. More
'cause more money, murder, and more spit to serve