Luyện nghe bài hát Punks Jump up to Get Beat Down

Get but a beat

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

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

One day I was ridin' on the train
I seen these two kids talkin' the Nubian reign had fallen
I didn't say nothin', these kids caught my goat
wore my coat like a murder that they wrote

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

Though I can freak, fly, flow, fuck up a
understand 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 to run with a notepad
Then dimes an' somehow I knew 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 me some smooth shit, Bronx crowd roar
Stick up your jam, everybody hit the floor

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

it out now
I goin' out, man, that 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 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 nothin' but a
jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat

I'm dick in ya ass, quick fast like my name was Flash
When a nigga try an' rob me for my
You thought you had a Vic, a nice pick
But you anticipate that I might be sick

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

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

Then gonna taste blood in your mouth
It's flood south to the ground
An' you're gonna know I fuck around
So if you think you had two soft new
We're gonna have to off you a few cracks

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

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

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

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

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