Luyện nghe bài hát Manifique

If only knew!

I make music of and mayhem for all of them
And murder ballads for sweet
My return like a unstoppable bullet
With wings my ears, ring your when you speak of me in vein

Enter the center like a big bread
So L.O.D. can eat that ass up for
I come with potent deadly quotin'
Avenue corrodin' life shit to get you open

Niggas pullin' stunts Jackie Chan
Not knowin' that they fuckin' with the man
I'm seen on and magazines
Pump, pump but to Queens
(Don't sleep)

I hollar, U Akbar', my peeps hold me down
In the pair of Timbs that ever touched the ground
Huh, about a broken jaw
It's Keith and I'm comin' in with the raw metaphors

When I'm alone in my
Sometimes I stare at the
And in the back of my
I hear my call
Murray

Rock, on

rules, original rules, original rules
Original rules, original rules, original

Now here we go again, crazy but it's contagious
The sickest entertainer puttin' your brain though
We smokes the choc', be afraid of the dark
get hit brain cells spark

Pappers swear, got the dopest jam on the shelf
But don't believe that shit they own goddamn self
Last year, I was underrated but I stay
I'm so dedicated, I close my eyes, I'm

was amazed at the shit you was kickin'
But all you did was the chicken
I'm taking like the psychic network
I got the on all you niggas out there claimin' that you do dirt

But the truth hurts and it kills you to
Like the sound of point tip bullets whistlin'
Every little you take
Every gesture you make
Every little jack you

I be the expert mic
Pop shit on records, I'll cut fingers off later

When I'm alone in my
I stare at the wall
And in the of my mind
I hear my conscience
Murray

When I'm in my room
Sometimes I at the wall
And in the back of my
I my conscience call
Murray

Pump the new platinum single the thug star spangled banner
Illustratin' grammar in a hostile
Texas chainsaw hard to the core
Makin' sure, they don't try to me no more

You seem to believe, all you need is a rhyme and a
To defeat the all time great supreme
But wake up 'cuz you with the game of death
I'll smoke your body, ashes in a and leave no evidence left
Straight ashes, dust to dust

I got you in my clutch, there's nothing further more to
And it's scary when the eeriest voice on the radio
Is in hometown doin' the show
With the technique I'm usin' choosin'

Got more flow D'Angelo crusin'
poisonous venom
Oh my God, I get in 'em
Turn 'em out give 'em something to talk about

When I'm in my room
Sometimes I stare at the
And in the back of my
I hear my call
Murray