Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck (the Jump Off)

I on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising with the flavor
Terrorize the jam like in Pakistan
Swinging through your town like your neighborhood
So uhh, tick tock ticking
While I get you flipping off the shit I'm
The Lone Ranger, red: danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip the apart
The vandal, too hot to
You battle, you're Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Deck's on the set
The rebel, I make more noise heavy metal

The way I make the go wild
Sit back, relax won't
Rae got it on pal, call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes and built like Schwarzenegger
And I'mma get mad deep like a threat, blow up project
Then take all your
Cause I to shake the frame in half
With the thoughts that bomb like math
So if you try to flip, go flip on the next man
Cause I the clip, and
Hit you with 16 and more, I got
Going to war with the pot, hot

the Method Man, for short "Mr. Meth"
Moving on your
And set it off, get it off, let it off a Gat
I wanna break, fool, cock me
change, they putting shame in the game
I take aim and blow that out the frame
And like Fame, my will live forever
crossing over, but they don't know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "soo"
Enough due to the one-six-ooh
I mean ohh, yo check out the
Like the Hudson, or PCP I'm dustin'
Niggas off, because I'm hot sauce
The from the lyrical blunt makes me eughck

Ooh, what, my nut, get screwed
Oww, here comes my style
True
To my with the "soo!"

C'mon baby baby c'mon baby baby c'mon baby baby

Yo, you best ya neck!

things first, man, you're fucking with the worst
I'll be sticking pins in your like a fucking nurse
I'll attack any nigga who slack in his
Come fully packed a fat rugged stack
Shame on you when you through to
The Ol' Dirty Bastard from the Brooklyn Zu
And I'll be if I let any man
to my center, you enter the winter
Straight up and down, that shit jam
You can't slam, don't let me get on him, man
The Ol' Bastard is dirty and stinking
Ason Unique rolling with the of the creeps
Niggas be with a stash
Ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite motherfucking ass!

For crying out loud, my style is wild, so me
Not long is how that this rhyme took me
Ejecting from my lethal weapon
My pen that from here to Oregon
Here's more again, catch it like a flashback
I love Gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't back
I come with shit that's all types of and sounds
And where I lounge is my grounds
I give a order to my across the water
To go and up props all around the border
And get far a shooting star
Cause who I are is livin' the life of Escobar
as I kick the square biz
There it is, fucking with pros and there it goes

Yo chill with the feedback, black, we need that
It's 10 o'clock, ho, the fuck's your seed at?
Feeling mad hostile, ran the
Flowing like when I speaks the gospel
Stroll with the roll then attack the globe with the buck us style
The ruckus, 10 times 10 men mad sin
Turn the other cheek and I'll break fucking chin
Slaying boom-bangs African drums
Coming around the when I come
flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
My clan increase black unemployment
Yeah, another one down,
Take us the outta here

The Wu is too slammin' for Cold Killin' labels
Some ain't had hits I seen Aunt Mabel
Be doing in like Cain did Abel
Now they money's stuck to the gum under the table
That's what you get when you misuse what I
Your empire and you lose every cent
For to blow up a scrub
Now that thought was just as as a 20-watt light bulb
Should've pumped it when I it
Niggas so stingy got short arms and deep pockets
This goes on in companies
With majors, they're to death to pump these
First of all, who's your
A mountain climber who plays an electric
But he know the meaning of "dope"
When looking for a "suit-and-tie rap"
That's cleaner a bar of soap
And I'm the thing in sight
Matter of fact, bring out the girls and have a mud fight

You best ya neck!
You protect ya neck!
You best ya neck!
You best ya neck!