Luyện nghe bài hát Showdown

Run around downtown, throw down in the mix
and infinite showdowns
Battle all break down, worlds upside down
Making smiles, wicked frowns, we get down
With our own sound

Static kingdoms you and your manhood shallow
With shanks of metal
Rattle fuckin' snakes, Im as high as the
Quarter ounce of weed to the head, no breaks, homes
wars we get in them
Furious fist on my wrist is get them and you

Out of comes static causing mad panic
In the streets, the dramatic battles
We see more wars, peace, were even fighting police
Resulting, theyre our enemies

of the criminal be wild
You wanna see more action, up, wait awhile
Fist crash, clash
Putting on the face of the mask, doing brain bash

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos bout to throw

Watch out, look out, look out, out
For the showdown, you slow down
Give me fifty feet or
Keep your eye on the barrel of the

The lead to wetcha
Spread your body parts all the continent
Im a dominant mothafucka, but the opposite
Turn around, put your hands on the

Are you aligned by the sunshine on gun?
The outcome, youre just another one
Flyin' the heavens, hit by the 5 7
Ass end scraping, illuminating the whole

They all in anticipation
Youre getting by the dayton
Now I see your shaking
You out of this situation

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down

Images of war weapons, the psycho
wettens, stains the curb where youre steppin'
Deadly grounds the of all showdowns
into my kingdom, sirens rattle eardrums

It one on one no more, it's gun on gun
take the place of fists, so whats the outcome
Crazy wars, severe scars, if youre just me
Youre defending whats yours, taking no

Were duty like tanks
This is my two shanks
styles point blank
You my music is crazy like Tony Montana

Fumando marijuana con tomorrow
I not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemys sorrow
I rock the block the music maniac
Tied back locos that warpath

Why dont punks be legit, all bring havoc in their head
A psycho will shoot dead
the fundamental to a fucked up mental
Now you got a gun, your a psycho realm

My strategy, assault
Runnin' through your neighborhood in of three
Smokin' in the battlegrounds on wild
And showdowns, enemy take a look around

out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down