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

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

The way I make the crowd go
Sit back, won't smile
Rae got it on pal, call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes rugged and built like
And I'mma get mad deep like a threat, up your project
take all your assets
Cause I came to the frame in half
With the that bomb shit like math
So if you wanna try to flip, go flip on the man
I grab the clip, and
Hit you 16 shots 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, me back
change, they putting shame in the game
I take aim and blow that out the frame
And like Fame, my style will forever
Niggas crossing over, but they know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "soo"
Enough due to the one-six-ooh
I mean ohh, yo out the flow
Like the Hudson, or PCP when I'm
Niggas off, because I'm hot like
The smoke from the lyrical blunt me eughck

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

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

Yo, you best ya neck!

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

For out loud, my style is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that this rhyme me
Ejecting styles from my lethal
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 bust
I with shit that's all types of shapes and sounds
And where I lounge is my grounds
I give a order to my across the water
To go and snatch up props all the border
And get far like a shooting
Cause who I are is livin' the life of Escobar
as I kick the square biz
There it is, you're fucking pros and there it goes

Yo chill with the feedback, black, we don't that
It's 10 o'clock, ho, the fuck's your seed at?
Feeling mad hostile, ran the
Flowing like Christ when I speaks the
Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buck us
The ruckus, 10 times 10 men mad sin
Turn the other cheek and I'll break your chin
Slaying boom-bangs like African
Coming around the mountain when I
flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
My clan increase like unemployment
Yeah, another one down,
us the fuck outta here

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold labels
Some ain't had hits since I seen Mabel
Be doing in like Cain did Abel
Now they getting stuck to the gum under the table
That's what you get when you misuse what I
empire falls and you lose every cent
For trying to blow up a
Now that was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
Should've it when I rocked it
Niggas so stingy they got short arms and pockets
goes on in some companies
With majors, they're to death to pump these
First of all, who's your
A mountain climber who an electric guitar?
But he don't the meaning of "dope"
he's 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 let's have a mud

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