Luyện nghe bài hát On The Edge (Azealia Banks Diss)

All up in my black!
All up in my black!
All up in my tryin' to take my truck!

Huh, rose up from the bottom of the like a flashlight
And all you easy bomb bitches got chest tight
bitch, you couldn't beat me with your best might
I'm burning on hoes with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm busy killing these
If not then I'm giving them stitches
I'm burning them down, then I'm cutting these
If they talk shit I'm kicking they lips in
If you shit then I'm kicking your lips in
They tripping with blunts, literally splitting
I'm all in your face, got something to spit in
up! Wait!
Time for
If rap is crucified, bitch I'm the
The kept secret
You is
I'm here to teach em, you're the fucking lesson!
You and me a wild to a matchstick
I'm a fucking problem, you wanna add this
up! You don't wanna add this!
Better yet go run your and your bag bitch

time I hear that part for the rest of my life I'm gonna die of laughter
Oh wait, wait, I was the first to hear...
Oh whatever the fuck you that weak ass... to Jim Jones
You when you had bitches up in your hood trying find dirt on you?
Or like the time you the studio with Missy Elliott
And she was scared to be in the with you, remember?

I'm from the 313
With the fucking meat out like who want beef
What you gonna do with this...
... you on own shit, you should dip low hoe
Wait, I want you so scared that your mental break
So you forever be broke with taste
I bet you leap, ...frog ass bitch
Pussy ass, Courage the Cowardly Dog ass
up! Yeah!

Or like when you were texting me about ...
Let's steal her fans, we're not really with this bitch!
And I was like, oh OK, all good!
Bitch, I got emo on you!
Bitch, you want war!
But just gonna tell what happened when we were together

I was in the City, chilling a bomb bitch
Who was on Twitter, like she run shit
You was in my text, looking for some pity,
I'm at the bar on some Sex in the City shit
My boyfriend left me, my heart's gonna
Bitch, you be fucking niggas on oxygen tank!
Shit! I be making moves, bitch, plotting my
Looking at you whack hoes like spot should I take
Wait, wait! ... rainbow, now you're on your shit
Rapunzel gonna be missing her edges in her... is
Really, I was hoping you clap first
But either way I'mma go and get you work!
I'm the one everybody say you can't be
You know it too, cause I'm the only one ain't
Nappy... fucking Easter Bunny
Eat up every track, the OJ...

I'm like genuinely laughing on shit
That's why she doesn't talk much
Cause like I just want you to the balls to respond to me, bitch
Don't tell me when going to London for a month
say, oh, you're so
Wait, wait, wait, wait, I see you out with ....
Did he you the track that I ripped?
Did he play your style I stole, bitch?
Give me our beat, let me work that
He that for me, I didn't like it
Bitch put an out!
I think my album's more than yours and I just started a week ago
You out here sleeping on floors,
Wasting on digi-videos and Photoshop
it, bitch!