Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

Emcee's, no time out, it's time to out
You've dug your own grave, now you climb out
Dig out, crawl out, hide the fallout
'Cause I get mad, I go all out

Ice cooler the coldest cube, dude
And when I'm micin', boy, I'm know to get
Criminal background, it's time to get
I use a silencer, like the loud sound

Off my mic blast, you run fast
The last that popped junk passed
Spit on his grave, laughed, in my stretch
Signed his bitch an

boy, I don't fool out
You're grown, school's out
You try to diss? I think you cool out
'Cause your butt is smoke, if we duel out

This jam is directed, to all of those who
For me to cold be rejected but now I'm highly
And now their ears are infected with dollar signs I've
Jealous punks, I it

Take a

it personal, punk, I'm talkin' to you
And if they agree you, then your crew too
I never diss an emcee, I 'em all good luck
But if you me to my face, duck

My style ramble, you shouldn't gamble
your grill, I got a fist like an anvil
I write a record, it on the topic
and IZ dog the track, then we drop it

Record stores rock it, it, fans buy it
People that never of Ice-T try it
you try to diss? You got gall
I got on my neck and gold on my wall

Gold in my fingers, in my ear
When this jam's spinnin', what you hear
Toy, this ain't Christmas, no time to
I ain't no child, punk, you'll get

Illin' on a
You must want a pine box to go in
Buried deep, creep, no one weep
'Cause the night with your bitch I'll sleep

Take it

I ain't East coast, West coast, new or old style
You wanna know about me? Check files
Get out my face or you might have a one
Brass knuckle Yes, I used some

I ain't here to boast, I do that
When I it's straight dope, pure facts
I rock but still called a new jack
But talk shit, you're sure to get cracked

I don't drink or smoke or do drugs
But my posse's still labeled thugs
L.A.P.D's got all my mugs
Can't use my for the damn bugs

I live in privacy, don't suckers hawking me
News reporters, some think they can for me
Lies, misquotes, changin' all my words
But if I catch'em on the street they'll get beat

get money for hype-type publicity
They don't think twice, dissin' me
But that's a mistake, with tha syndicate you mess
I hope those reporters wear vests

Take personal

Now, the words I speak to some may radical
But I'll explain, it's simply
You diss, I diss, this is an equal
You reply to my diss, this is a sequel

I reply to your diss, this is called a
Not intelligent, not very
So I don't battle, I put heads out
A straight line is always the route

I lyrics clear, to leave no doubt
Don't even have to say who I'm about
You know who you are, you jealous
'Cause you hear my are million sellers

Try to say I'm wack, out on the
While your whole is jockin' my beats
See me on T.V. and in the
See me at a jam, and catch