Luyện nghe bài hát Parental Discretion

Aiyyo, I'm to talk to
If you live, I thought you stalked you
you walked to at night
Caught you then tried to 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, and simple
Jigga, my game is mental
While niggaz better know
I blow their brains out they

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

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

And I've broken every law
I'm horror core, is for the heads
Runnin' up in your
Knot if you still hot in the bed

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

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

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

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

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

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

So forget the boom, one look, you shook, you 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 last you ever see?

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

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

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

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

Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover 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

Yo, parental discretion advised, please your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, shits is homicide
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 about MC's is that
We don't conceal the truth, we real pictures
About the positive and the negative, so blame
The hip-hop when your is learnin' the real life from us

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

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