Luyện nghe bài hát Parental Discretion

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

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

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

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

Smash the coca, bottle it up the fiends, gobble it up
If I roll up, you do Swallow the stuff
I don't a fuck anymore
I'm only years old

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

Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover your
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,

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 existed before our music was even

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

The seasons change, things rearrange, but I the same
the game 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 Frank Sinatra

I a actor so it's all facts, strictly raw rap
Totally intended for yours in all black
with the ski mask, or the pantyhose makin'
in store cameras with the twin Calico's

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

Yo, parental discretion advised, cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, shits is homicide
Drugs and money, ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you, 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 and remember me, how does it feel mentally
Havin' the be the last thing 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
Expression when destined to States, 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 the wake 'cause they 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 when I was just a boy, eatin' chips,
Wasn't allowed to raise my voice, now I'm noise
No more toys, strictly Mac's and missiles, with forties
Packin' pistols catchin'

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

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

Yo, discretion 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

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

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

You 'posed to be hearin' this shit
Word up, punishment
By the and Busta Rhymes, hah
Terror squad, squad niggaz