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

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

The way I the crowd go wild
Sit back, relax won't
Rae got it going on pal, me the rap assassinator
Rhymes rugged and like Schwarzenegger
And I'mma get mad like a threat, blow up your project
Then all your assets
Cause I came to shake the frame in
With the thoughts bomb shit like math
So if you wanna try to flip, go on the next man
Cause I the clip, and
Hit you 16 shots and more, I got
Going to war the melting pot, hot

It's the Man, for short "Mr. Meth"
Moving on your
And set it off, get it off, let it off a Gat
I break, fool, cock me back
Small change, putting shame in the game
I take aim and blow that out the frame
And like Fame, my style live forever
Niggas crossing over, but 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 out the flow
the Hudson, or PCP when I'm dustin'
Niggas off, I'm hot like sauce
The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me

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 baby baby c'mon

Yo, you best ya neck!

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

For out loud, my style is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that rhyme took me
Ejecting styles from my weapon
My pen that rocks from here to
Here's more again, catch it like a psycho
I love Gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust
I come with shit that's all of shapes and sounds
And I lounge is my stomping grounds
I give a order to my across the water
To go and snatch up all around the border
And get far a shooting star
Cause who I are is livin' the life of Pablo
Point-blank as I the square biz
There it is, you're fucking with and there it goes

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

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold labels
Some had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
Be doing artists in Cain did Abel
Now they money's stuck to the gum under the table
That's what you get when you misuse I invent
Your falls and you lose every cent
For trying to up a scrub
Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light
Should've pumped it when I it
Niggas so stingy they got arms and deep pockets
This goes on in companies
With majors, they're scared to death to these
of all, who's your A&R?
A mountain climber who plays an electric
But he know the meaning of "dope"
When looking for a "suit-and-tie rap"
cleaner than a bar of soap
And I'm the dirtiest thing in
of fact, bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight

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