Luyện nghe bài hát Punks Jump up to Get Beat Down

Get but a beat

Punks up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a
jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat

Punks up to get beat down
Get but a beat
jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat

One day when I was ridin' on the
I seen these two kids about the Nubian reign had fallen
I didn't say nothin', 'cuz these kids my goat
Even wore my like a murder that they wrote

So kid with mouth, swagger 'n I'll blaze the cloak an' dagger
So I gotta Duke's the macho lot, that I am
I can a jam, make the world drop ham
Oh yes, I'm the bad man an' bad men wear
An' if it comes to bombs, yo, I'm with that

I can freak, fly, flow, fuck up a fagot
Don't their ways, I ain't down with gays
You wanna grab the style that was from my mom an' my dad
When I was young, I used to run with a
Then dimes knew an' somehow I that I was bad to the bone

prodigy since the age of twenty
I could write a rhyme, rip it up an' a next one
on the spot, sign my name with a dot
Diamond D threw me smooth shit, Bronx crowd roar
Stick up your jam, everybody hit the floor

Okay it's you, Slim, the hard of the pack
Don't kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'
Bust some shit in his chest, now his whole swollen
Why did I to do it? He asked for it
His man saw it, so it don't shit to me
He's gone, how it's supposed to be

it out now
I ain't goin' out, man, short shit is dead
you heard what I said? If not, ask the dread
He got a can an' bad
to the one that I got from my own dad

Punks jump up to get down
Get but a beat
Punks jump up to get down
Get nothin' but a

jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a
Punks jump up to get beat
Get nothin' but a

I'm like dick in ya ass, quick fast like my was Flash
When a try an' rob me for my cash
You thought you had a Vic, a nice pick
But you didn't that I might be sick

Now who's the trick, I'm not a up
I always do the fuckin', if I have to do the
I my Nikes stuck in your rectum, 'til you learn
Nubian, yo, you gotta respect 'em

Dissect 'em, yo, our word is bond
To my what an' do the strut
So step the fuck off, before I punch you in face
With the bass

Then you're taste blood in your mouth
It's gonna south to the ground
An' you're gonna I don't fuck around
So if you you had two soft new jacks
gonna have to off you with a few cracks

To the jaw an' you won't pop shit no more
Explainin' to friends why you're layin' on the floor
Did you want some more? I didn't so
Just got whipped, like a fagot in the

So I suggest you take your bloody
An' a piece of wire, fix your broken jaw
Then it's time to retire, Lord Jamar will long
'Cuz I give strong blows to the of my foes

Dread flows, gives me as it grows
Watch how cladda, you catch the speed knot
Heed not an' Hell be your home
Lord Jamar, Sadat, as we swell dome

Punks jump up to get down
Get but a beat
jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a

Punks up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a
Punks up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a