Luyện nghe bài hát Parental Discretion

Aiyyo, I'm to talk to
If you live, I probably you stalked you
Where you walked to at
Caught you then to extort you

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

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

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

Smash the coca, bottle it up watch the fiends, it up
If I up, you do what? Swallow the stuff
I don't give a anymore
I'm only years old

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

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

Hey yo, my the truth, 150 proof, no question
discretion advised, keep out the eyes of the youth
It's too explicit, bullshit, I challenge the
Violence existed before our was even suggested

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

The seasons change, rearrange, but I stay the same
Play the game for the 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 Frank

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

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

Yo, parental discretion advised, please your eyes
kids, get out of here, this shits is homicide
Drugs and money, ain't 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
you off the ground, look down, that's where I'm puttin' you
Look in my eyes and me, how does it feel mentally
Havin' the enemy be the thing you ever see?

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

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

I wreck it when I was just a boy, eatin' chips, ahoy
allowed to raise my voice, now I'm makin' noise
No toys, strictly Mac's and missiles, shorties with forties
pistols catchin' bodies

Make sure get you
So they say, I there's a better way
My don't do as I do, they do as I say
'Cause daddy don't

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

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

Word is bond, one about MC's is that
We conceal the truth, we present real 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 child in the house
Parents, you don't do your job we
Put children to bed at nine o'clock
your bedtime, you get your ass in bed

You ain't to be hearin' this shit
Word up, punishment
By the Punisher and Rhymes, hah
Terror squad, Flipmode niggaz