Luyện nghe bài hát Manifique

If heads knew!

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

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

Niggas pullin' stunts like Chan
Not knowin' that they with the demolition man
I'm on screens and magazines
Pump, but peace to Queens
(Don't sleep)

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

When I'm alone in my
Sometimes I at the wall
And in the back of my
I hear my call
Keith

Rock, on

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

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

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

Niggas was amazed at the shit you was
But all you did was adobo the
I'm taking over the psychic network
I got the drop on all you niggas out there that you do dirt

But the truth hurts and it you to listen
Like the sound of hollow point tip bullets
Every breath you take
Every little gesture you
Every jack you fake

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

I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I at the wall
And in the back of my
I hear my conscience
Keith

When I'm in my room
I stare at the wall
And in the of my mind
I hear my conscience
Keith

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

You seem to believe, all you need is a and a dream
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 blunt and leave no left
Straight ashes ashes, to dust

I got you in my clutch, there's nothing more to discuss
And it's scary though when the eeriest on the radio
Is in your doin' the show
With the technique that I'm choosin'

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

I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the
And in the of my mind
I my conscience call
Keith