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 your chest
Weak bitch, you couldn't beat me with your might
I'm burning rubbers on with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm busy killing these
If not that I'm giving them stitches
I'm burning them down, then I'm cutting these
If they talk shit then I'm kicking they in
If you talk shit I'm kicking your lips in
They with blunts, they literally splitting
I'm all in your face, got something to spit in
up! Wait!
Time for
If rap is crucified, I'm the resurrection
The best secret
You is
I'm here to fucking em, you're the fucking lesson!
You and me a wild fire to a
I'm a fucking problem, you don't wanna add
up! You don't wanna add this!
Better yet go run your suns and bag bitch

Every time I hear that 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 called that ass... to Jim Jones
You know when you had bitches up in your hood trying dirt on you?
Or like the time you were the studio with Missy
And she was scared to be in the studio you, remember?

I'm from the 313
With the fucking meat cleaver out like who beef
you gonna do with this... flow?
... you on own shit, you should dip low hoe
Wait, I want you so scared that your mental break
So you forever be with expensive taste
I bet you won't leap, ...frog ass
Pussy ass, Courage the Cowardly Dog ass
up! Yeah!

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

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

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