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 your neighborhood Spiderman
So uhh, tick tock ticking
While I get you flipping off the shit I'm
The Lone Ranger, red: danger!
Deep in the dark the art to rip the charts apart
The vandal, too hot to
You battle, saying Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Inspectah on the set
The rebel, I make noise than heavy metal

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

the Method Man, for short "Mr. Meth"
Moving on left
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 Fame, my style will live forever
Niggas crossing over, but they don't know no
But I do, true, can I get a "soo"
respect due to the one-six-ooh
I mean ohh, yo check out the
Like the Hudson, or PCP when I'm
Niggas off, because I'm hot sauce
The smoke from the blunt makes me eughck

Ooh, what, grab my nut, get
Oww, here comes my Shaolin
B-A-ba-B-Y-U
To my with the "soo!"

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

Yo, you protect ya neck!

First things first, man, fucking with the worst
I'll be sticking pins in your like a fucking nurse
I'll attack any who slack in his mack
Come fully with a fat rugged stack
on you when you stepped through to
The Ol' Dirty Bastard straight the Brooklyn Zu
And be damned 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
Ason Unique rolling with the of the creeps
be rolling with a stash
Ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your ass!

For out loud, my style is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that this took me
Ejecting styles from my lethal
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 all types 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 like a star
Cause who I are is livin' the life of Pablo
Point-blank as I kick the biz
There it is, you're fucking with and there it goes

Yo chill with the feedback, black, we don't need
It's 10 o'clock, ho, where the your seed at?
mad hostile, ran the apostle
Flowing like when I speaks the gospel
Stroll with the holy 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 your fucking
Slaying boom-bangs like African
around the mountain when I come
Crazy for the rap enjoyment
My clan like black unemployment
Yeah, another one down,
us the fuck outta here

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold labels
Some ain't had since I seen Aunt Mabel
Be doing artists in like Cain did
Now they money's getting stuck to the gum the table
That's what you get when you misuse I invent
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
pumped it when I rocked it
Niggas so stingy they got short arms and pockets
This goes on in companies
With majors, scared to death to pump these
First of all, who's your
A mountain who plays an electric guitar?
But he don't the meaning of "dope"
When he's for a "suit-and-tie rap"
That's than a bar of soap
And I'm the dirtiest in sight
Matter of fact, bring out the girls and have a mud fight

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