Luyện nghe bài hát Quest For Fire

[Kardinal
Yes I see how you are smiling in my face you know I'm saying
Settin' to my back, I see that you know what I mean
I love it though, I love it, you what I'm saying
My enemies make me stronger,
I'm on a mission
Van Gogh your ass, so y'all
Nigga, there ain't no if we don't start the ignition
Throw some bullets at your
Show you what ya missing, I hope for black love without wishing
I murder the track and go neck to without kissing
I'm ducking from the wack flows, calling it
Big in the hook, cats is loot fishing
Nigga's adding ones they was mathematicians
Four plus y'all more without addition, listen
Cooking up plans in a da
Too many chefs leads to nuff cats
Love in a we face behin' we yuh teet' kissin
Whether garbage or not is not my decision
Before you it deep, you have to make the incision
Nuff cats are slated for great
But if yuh nuh shot for love
Well den murda we
Murdaaaaaaah...
CHORUS & Kardinal]
We see you crab everyday
Praying for a shot to be lead
We buss with the love attack
And add to the fire, fire, fire, fire
We see you crab rappers
Praying for a shot to be astray
We buss back with the love
And add fuel to the fire,
and see me nigga!

I was for murdering the track without touching
Filling the track with hot lead without
No discussion nigga talk without
But F---, I ain't answering damn question
It's a matter of telecommunication
Freaking the bands of frequencies, frequently
I frequently frequent flyer miles
I be the same chick that you're admiring
The G, ask them niggas around me
The P free, but my tracks cost money
I might talk funny, but this nigga is no
Now up my dough before I have to call Sunny
Switch switchblades, to switch hand
I switch a bitch nigga misses my payday
y'all are concurring, I'm running in succession
Quick to whenever the mic is in session

[Kardinal
For crying out loud, you get hard detention
outside is smiling, but what's your intention
F a and stil get an honourable mention
Tell ya peace and love without both my clenching
Raps with flows real re-invention
Chat on tracks, add new dimensions
New cliques, gang causing old tensions
Niggas in the with swords like street fencing
For these record labels nuff rap cats is
From these old street cats, I took a
Never like groupie hanging in my session
over weak cats in one succession
Who's up next, we got nuff guessing
Brothers the heat without Smith or Wesson
Wrote the blue prints nigga, why you
The dot when it's obviously us who's and shit
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