Luyện nghe bài hát Silent

Yeah, six o'clock in the
That's right, we gotta get this darts
Spray y'all niggas on some marksman

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 place was standin', G
What they chant, we was
in the crowd and I swam to sea
Threw me to the back, surprise, I still had my on me"

Dana Dane, front row bitches, I bang all
Say, "Yo, Meth, fuck it, a Jim Brownski
Versace, banana color robes and my be"
Them Billie shits and they real Rocky
The fans knock me
I bench while Genius spot me
I'm cocky, bitch

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

Half baked, eatin' cake
Tryin' to make my release date
With Ghost, Street, GZA, great minds
You know a brother bond is to break
we perform we cause the Earth to shake
Ain't nothin' changes, it's those same niggas
You to hate GZA

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

The journalist watched it, couldn't knock it
A piece of history that they carried in they
With the time factor, speed was the of the day
What a delay, they able to, what he would say
Why waste the slot of the ridiculous rhyme
That's only excused by a generous
I kept 'em in the shelters like the goods in cans
'Til I turned rap villes into lands