Luyện nghe bài hát Parental Discretion

Aiyyo, I'm hard to to
If you live, I thought you stalked you
you walked to at night
Caught you then tried to you

New niggaz is trigger happy, got Pataki scared
This ain't big enough
For both of us and I goin' nowhere

There it is, plain and
Like Jigga, my is mental
While slow niggaz know
I their brains out they temples

I'm into magical torture
Romantic dramatical author, with
The New Yorker, a fast talker
Like Tony, when gas whores I'm the masked
Out for the cash and the

Smash the coca, bottle it up the fiends, gobble it up
If I up, you do what? Swallow the stuff
I don't give a fuck
I'm only twenty-four old

And already broken every law
I'm core, this is for the heads
up in your crib
Knot if you hot in under the bed

Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover your
Little kids, get out of here, this shits is
Drugs and money, this no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you, for the thugs, honey

Hey yo, my the truth, 150 proof, no question
Parental advised, keep out the eyes of the youth
too explicit, bullshit, I challenge the statistics
Violence existed before our music was even

on sight, it's like there's no rights
That's why I rhyme so aggressive and every message to life
I fight the power spite the power the 90
Keep 10 and feed twin, half for personal

The seasons change, things rearrange, but I stay the
Play the for the wealth until I've made myself a name
So blame it all on the gangster rapper, to Joey Crack
For the chance to do it my way like Sinatra

I ain't a actor so all facts, strictly raw rap
Totally intended for yours dressed in all
the ski mask, or the pantyhose makin' cameos
in liquor store cameras with the Calico's

Yo, parental discretion advised, please your eyes
kids, get out of here, this shits is homicide
Drugs and money, this ain't no Bugs
Little girls too, this ain't for you, it's for the thugs,

Yo, parental discretion advised, please your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, shits is homicide
Drugs and money, this no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, ain't for you, it's for the thugs, honey

So the boom, one look, you shook, you know I'm stickin' you
Liftin' you off the ground, look down, that's I'm puttin' you
Look in my eyes and remember me, how does it feel
Havin' the enemy be the last thing you see?

The recipe is death and I'm the chef, your flesh
Be my guest, but I ain't cleanin' the
Me and TS, we testin' faith, just to see they face
Expression when to States, that death be in the case

I'm in the state of grace, in the race, by the pagan face
Couldn't fight us, made a virus, us AIDS
I paint the wake they ain't get me yet, wet me
Or reflect me yet, I know they comin' they tryin' to let me sweat

I wreck it like when I was a boy, eatin' chips, ahoy
Wasn't allowed to raise my voice, now I'm noise
No more toys, strictly Mac's and missiles, shorties with
Packin' pistols catchin'

sure we'll get you
So they say, I pray there's a way
My kids don't do as I do, do as I say
daddy don't play

Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover eyes
kids, get out of here, this shits is homicide
Drugs and money, this no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you, for the thugs, honey

Yo, parental discretion advised, please your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, this is homicide
Drugs and money, this no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this for you, it's for the thugs, honey

Word is bond, one thing about is that
We don't conceal the truth, we present pictures
the positive and the negative, so don't blame
The hip-hop when your is learnin' the real life from us

Do your duty at home and raise your child in the
Parents, you don't do job we gonna
Put your children to bed at nine
Past your bedtime, you get ass in bed

You 'posed to be hearin' this shit
Word up, motherfuckers
By the Punisher and Rhymes, hah
squad, Flipmode squad niggaz