Luyện nghe bài hát Poet - The Heat is On (Unreleased Version)

1: (poet)
Thats my word, i'm stressed
It seems like life's to put me through a test
'cause every fuckin' day it's just worse
Whats worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a
But no time to think about the
The years in jail, fuck the death
All i know is that i need mad in a flash
Before i gotta kill ass
Might as well be in jail or
'cause if you ain't gettin' paid then you ain't ahead (thats
Word)
in my room with the lights out thinkin'
I'm alive, but i livin', i'm leakin'
I my bed and i'm'a lay in it
But i ain't gonna in it
I start sprayin' shit
I stayed in school, but thats a dead issue
Fuck a g.e.d., thats like toilet
All my are hoodlums and hustlers
Runnin' with a bunch of crazy mothafuckas
Niggas fuckin' their money up, niggas gettin'
And jealous mothafuckas, they the whole block
i could start flippin' gettin' on a mission, but i need much
More, no for bullshittin'
listen....
(godfather don)
The h-e-a-t makes me
I wanna bust somethin', figures, somethin'
The heat is on, got a niggas blood
I wanna somethin', niggas bust somethin'

2: (prodigy)
Yo, all i know is guns, all i do is
I'd rather plug you the heater than to have you front
My life revolves around the fourth
Stay gettin' those outside of new
from the cornerstore, i'm bringin' home a arsen
Interstate 95 north to the robinson
Watch out for D's in caprices in
mistaken for cops, mad nervous
Back at home sell a few
Keep a miz and a seven mil for my
Walk with benevolence, twin fifths
380's in the whip, a mini-eagle for my
That nigga p is sick, i a silencer connect, see me
Niggas be lyin', tellin' stories, it walkin'
My is into drugs and extortion
Knotty for them niggas on the nightshift pumpin'
The is on nigga.....
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