Luyện nghe bài hát Onslaught 2

Yeah, I said, "Once upon a time in a city mine"
There was a nigga named Nickel spit like Big in his prime
He got a 52 box, tick in the mind
Listenin' to 'Pac and them drop a prestigious design
My is dimes, my bitches is dimes

I up behind Eminem in '99 and I took the baton
I been shit ever since then, slaughtered MC's
Sit and watchin' my grow like I'm waterin' seeds
The with me is I'm the heart of the streets

Niggaz for peace, they can't even call the police
If I ain't better than you I'm to beat
Probably I live by the art of for keeps
I get indicted after my released

We a different form, a different centrifugal
line is like grippin' on a stick shift in a Porsche
My niggaz asked for direction to go on this
I said, "Fuck a direction, out, get 'em up high"

and for them wack songs that you made
I want you to throw your pin, but hold the
Explode to grave and go straight to hell
When soul is en-flamed for the road that you paved

The role that played, in up hip-hop
You owe so you paid, the fo'-fo' close to your
than the close shave of a low fuckin' fade
Don't fuck with me, don't fuck J O E

With we gon' make more cheese
Heavy hitter, me Joell David Ortiz
I point a burner at the plaque on teeth
On some shit, it's a wrap on the beef

I'm one in a mil', to kill
It's like you wanting a pill, my gun put back on the streets
Spine on the lookin' at the sun
heavy, "Why did Crooked have to come?"

He was full of and rum, like a bully actin' dumb
Fully umm, that's Crooked havin' fun
Listen, don't make a nigga find dame
And make the dime me brains 'til my mind is drained

Listen, make me grab a 9 and aim
And how dime did me, do yo' mind the same
But different, the Coast king Crooked I
I'm a kamikaze pilot, I stay fly 'til I die, get 'em up

Joell, here we go again, you I'm him, Mr. Ortiz
as I hold a pen I co-defend the sickest MC's
Pick a disease we got it, I sniffle and sneeze
Lyrics squeeze, listen please, Lord, help get rid of fever

I'm like 150
16's used to be sweet, now a bit of a tease
A need a infinite instrumental just to be pleased
Used to dream about livin' now I'm livin' my

The bitches fiend, my dick a machine
I'm wrong, maybe I am just as fuckin' big as I seem
When I'm spittin' mean, me and government intervene
A couple presidents, live in my jeans

I give 'em residence, just let me pick anything
When I'm in the mall, they me the latest kicks on the scene
And I get 'em all, I ball like the I am
Niggaz hate, bitches cheer like Norm, and Diane

I'm in a state, of that should be the fifty verse
I run radio but I don't use them bitty words
I ain't shabby with the nouns, I shitty with the verb
When I reach heaven I the nigga Biggie to be like word

City slicker, New York delivery I swerve
that mic like the Statue of Liberty, I deserve
A shot at the title, spitter of the year, year, let's be clear
Put fingers in the air and hold 'em up high

Joey, on your half-court shot, I'm money from far
Get 'em mad, see a ape on your bars
And that's rate, gettin' from the wannabe stars
And that's great, mean he feel it and know he

See bullet comin' from around the corner
Like a shot from Angelina Jolie's gun, think the one
I'm a fake, ain't your run of the
I'm from where they kill you for one of bills

For me it's fun, your man think we evenly
He Mel Gibson, all shit he believe, gon' get his son killed
Play with a match, what you take it as
No good straight jacket, all I did break the

say he talk tough with his fake ass
Four pounds put me in another weight
Escape the pad
Took the jumpsuit off my ass and ate the mask

You diss me, you be a great that fast?
a fully automatic and spray at gas
Me? a whole shit with a verse probably atrocious
In your whole camp, nobody

say you the Ultimate Warrior, I agree
You die and come back , won't know this
by, screamin' it's a new crew reppin'
Hangin' out the window, it's 227, get 'em up high

Get 'em up high, get 'em up
Get 'em up high, get 'em up
Get 'em up in the sky

Put 'em up high, put 'em up
Put 'em up high, in the sky
Put 'em up, Slaughterhouse,

Ohh, ohh, Scoop, Slaughterhouse
Scoop, Slaughterhouse
Put 'em high, woo, ohh