Luyện nghe bài hát Return to da Wrongside

I was out to bomb like Vietnam but in this
I'm the prime suspect, handcuffed for stuff that I hit yet
It seems the neighborhood block watch got like a box top
they're props and called up the cops

While Momma Dukes is in the flippin'
Trippin' 'cause caps is missin' and I left without permission
I got bagged with the black marker I had
An easy target my tag is on my book bag

As I was they musta heard the bag rattle
the cops off and ran up, before I popped the top off
Got 'bout crews I never heard of
Got my face wrote on and treated I did a murder

Heard sermons on property value and workshops
Slapped with a fine, now in my record a new notch
The catcher comin' back at cha
For the long ride, as we to the wrong side

Out to burn, rackin' by the sack to provide
as we return to da wrongside
Art programs and more hip-hop jams, must
As we to da wrongside

More better styles and wack writers aside
Aerosol ride, as we return to da
Newark, New Jers, Brick we reside
Big up to BS as we to da wrongside

more, we have in store graffiti folklore
In depth to score points, what this for?
All writers, we bring justice, to this art
We take to but they missed

The actual Facts, paint with fat
Artistic gestures, flat or gloss be the
If you measure the amount or count TV, on graf
Galleries, droppin' all the skill

They crackin' to make us back down
But we wreckin', who remember King 67?
Peace to Insta, buildin' a mad tag in
Protective shell los for the

Get in the subject, on how say we suspects
Harass me for a marker, there he with a Tec
to see wreck, cause they ignorant to check
The art so, they pass laws just to catch

Certain writers, bite us anyway
L S B S, L T D is on the path
Try to bring an understanding, respect demanding
tales, we never fail with the plannin'

Fatter on the air must arrive
The weak can't as we return to da wrongside
More joints on tape, compromise
Better in as we return to da wrongside

Toys my tags, throwups and old pieces
Thowin' crews up, they be down with, and catchin' beatings
Me and my stay close-knit
Make niggaz say, "Oh shit" our dope shit, takin' cities in doses

With a tag and a tag there next year
It'll be everywhere, catch me if you
It's rare for me not to have a after dark
'Cause I've been in this to win this since used to say spark

Yo, I got the book designers and the bag
sure I got the uni for the on tour tag
Saying we 'cause mad terror in the city
Kids got shit so, we feels no pity
On any surface, hurtin' it, in it
with the Krylon, crafts be fantastic

Artistic misfits, wicked with the sketchbook
And the paint, maintainin' the top rank
With ink hands, I masterpiece master plans
With cans we came across diss some who crossed me off

Lost in my thought, I can a mile on style
It's been a while but I keep mechanicals on file for every new
And non-believer not knowin' my background jump
Sleepin' 'cause they see me with blunts

My ghetto cartoons express how I feel
Representin' my culture and not off it is the
I'm so ill with skill and I'm up to par
Not your everyday rap star, who we are

conquering lions, we do our things with strong pride
For the ride, tellin' tales from the wrongside

KRS the stage show live
Sharper than knives, as we from da wrongside
PNB Nation, no
Blazin', as we return da wrongside

Peeps sleep, these brothers coincide
Keep in stride, as we return da wrongside
Comp hide, toy take a dive
Kickin' skills live, as we from da wrongside

Uhh, like that
Layin' shit on the map
crew in the house
Like this like that, so want?

For the who? You know the
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Crossin' out all
Wack ass motherfuckers