Luyện nghe bài hát Parental Discretion

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

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

There it is, plain and
Jigga, my game is mental
While niggaz better know
I blow their brains out temples

I'm into magical torture
dramatical author, compatible with
The average New Yorker, a fast
Tony, when gas whores I'm the masked enforcer
Out for the and the cho-cha

Smash the coca, it up watch the fiends, gobble it up
If I roll up, you do what? the stuff
I give a fuck anymore
I'm twenty-four years old

And I've broken every law
I'm horror core, this is for the
Runnin' up in crib
if you still hot in under the bed

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, discretion advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, this 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
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 where I'm you
Look in my and remember me, how does it feel mentally
Havin' the enemy be the thing you ever see?

The is death and I'm the chef, fricaseein' your flesh
Be my guest, but I ain't the mess
Me and TS, we testin' faith, just to see they face
Expression when destined to States, 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 'cause they ain't get me yet, wet me
Or reflect me yet, I know comin' they just tryin' to let me sweat

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ain't 'posed to be hearin' shit
Word up, motherfuckers
By the and Busta Rhymes, hah
Terror squad, Flipmode niggaz