Luyện nghe bài hát Salute

[Intro: 50 sample]
Fix motherfuckin face nigga!
at these fuckin chimpanzees
Bunch of monkeys...

(Mr. Porter!)

Pharoahe Monch]
I shot, I been stabbed
I took all that I have to
And I never ran, have
Just so all you niggaz can
I never thought there come a day
When my people would turn me
And it really me apart
Cause I deserve a Purple
you should salute me, nigga you should salute me
Nigga you salute me, nigga you should salute me
Nigga you salute me, nigga you should salute me
I, I you what a soldier's about, nigga you should salute me

[Joe
Typical Joe shit, ridiculed and lovin it
The hood know I'm the that governed it
Paved the way for my sons, laid down the for my semen
Ain't my fault y'all got in it
Lately, it change like the weather, one minute they me
then they hate me; I'm through shenanigans
I care if dudes ain't a fan of him
checkmate a 8-figure nigga with the moves of a mannequin
Talkin they wan' go somewhere to meet me
Man they just wan' go somewhere to me
don't involve cops in it
Got the key to my city, how the FUCK you you got locked in it?
Bitch!

Da 5'9"]
21
On the hip of 21 goons, 21-gun
Bloody funds is what money becomes
21 on all 21 guns
You from the D and you don't fuck me, you lame
The streets and the fuck with me the same
So later for punk shit
Cause nigga I'll you, that's why they say I stay on that blunt shit
spray you up before they wet your lady up
Then shoot the baby bassinet to shut your up
And I'm in line the bread
I hold down doin time in the feds
Pharoahe to 'em

[Joell
Properly greet a
I'd have to take down to be on a pedestal
I am what the 1-8 the 7 do
Give it my all but you want more, you lil' you!
Mean it's terrible, I showed hip-hop anyone's
give somethin that's not respectable
Never spit somethin not incredible
Never my soul for numbers left of the decimal
I fucked up movements like cerebral palsy
You know me, don't pause me - I'll throw lead at you
Mean I earned stripe and you know it
When you see me put yo' hand on yo' head and it forward

I]
Before shots land on head and push it forward
Long Beach, I'm only pushin four words
I a street massacre
You know I broke bread with at least half of ya
Out of town, hundred pound weed
Got niggaz rockin Beach fitteds in East Africa
I stabbed, I been shot, a imperfect part
Like my Grape niggaz I got a Purple Heart
I kill your bitch at the salon on Windham
They take a nap on your lawn on a Vuitton pillow
for you to run out and say somethin
Come out your face frontin, dumb out and spray
Bloaw! So now