Luyện nghe bài hát Silent

Yeah, six in the morning
right, we gotta get this darts right
Spray y'all niggas on some shit

Yes, I said, "Look, I got ready to
my hat off and the crowd went crazy
Bitches threw their panties, the man was fannin' me
The whole was standin', G
What chant, we was family
Jumped in the and I swam to sea
Threw me to the back, surprise, I had my chains on me"

Dana Dane, front row bitches, I all three
Say, "Yo, Meth, fuck it, throw a Jim
Versace, color robes and my socks be"
Billie Jean shits and they real Rocky
The fans can't me
I bench Coliseums Genius spot me
I'm cocky, bitch

Once I took off the hoodie, revealed the
Cop patrol couldn't the place
I got groupies backstage, up at the gate
The up, yellin', "We love your tape!"
I'm I took so long, didn't mean to make y'all wait
But good things time to create
You can me in your studio

Half baked, eatin' cake
Tryin' to make my next release
Ghost, Street, GZA, great minds relate
You know a brother bond is hard to
When we we cause the Earth to shake
Ain't nothin' changes, still those same niggas
You to hate GZA

I set examples amplified samples
That's scratched in the club, begin to trample
On who fell victims, body loss they souls
These when I picked 'em
Jones played the role, brave and bold
RZA paid the roll, GZA buries the
months later it was, then years later it was
Written on leaf, that old formula
That was stolen by a new

The journalist it, critics couldn't knock it
A piece of that they carried in they pocket
With the factor, speed was the order of the day
What a delay, were able to, what he would say
Why the slot time of the ridiculous rhyme
That's excused by a generous mind
I kept 'em stored in the shelters like the goods in
'Til I turned rap into harvested lands