Luyện nghe bài hát Metropolis

[Joe
It all started with up D
in apartments, rollin in stolen cars
Stickin dicks, trickin in bars
Fly niggaz, whips tinted, switch it up, cop
Onslaught twisted, Bougard in the Clark, sinned
heads bent over when they sniffed it
Project song, birds tempted while the D's it
Now add it up, jungle younger days, my head is
after buck, the Hollywood swingin in Eddie Bauer truck
Close cuts, devious Devastator hot bang
Very marvelous hearts string, wobbly sting
Melody, plated in gold, but the legacy
Destiny, to the death of me, roll Killa Bees

(x2): Joe Mafia]
Metropolis ghetto politics, mob
Thug logic is hot, I stop it
It's easier to and hard to knock two
City lights, gettin busy like J. who

Mafia]
Benevolent, shine florescent, novelist transcripts
The power surge cut the out, save all that shit for the fuckin birds
is Texas, asserted to death, perverted the skets
You with nothin less, the quick death
Get the head gased, dead fast, ready rock, cock
I shit your whole cast and I ain't dyin for
Onyx dense, instead of slugs, dunn, I'd drop jems
from thugs frontin, I'm not him
Since my worth nothin, I'm not him don't get it confused
I hold peace but got a fuse, so watch your mouth dude
In ghost towns, no white sheets, dunn,
on the mic piece, 3 points stance with metal cleets
I the track, a battle cat
Leave the grade off the wall, mad mafia rap, cannibal
I rattle and I ain't havin shit, I'm emphatic wish
Strategic war tactics you lack, murder one

[Joe
It all floors from the source, abort the cause of
you could take an add-on, puffin some ?
Snake bite, peak game with the swiftness
Crack vile smile, stuff my hand shakes, with grinches
Higher cake look, it's easier hooks
Pipes grillin mafia, but you with it sunnin who
My team spitted, niggaz on some ass pleads
for murder reps, I plnat my lice fan on the streets
Stretch, death with every step, hold my own weight
Control fate, plus with sole mate, on some
And who bets on who bubble gates, my mental beyond and cristal
I'm poppin high burnin pistols and no switch dials
Dealin with cats for scraps, whippin hustle cracks
We block jostle, with rats, rollin out welcome mats
It's hellbound, my crown, seven point five
Known to get live, new land, I will survive

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