Luyện nghe bài hát Silent

Yeah, six in the morning
That's right, we gotta get darts right
Spray y'all on some marksman shit

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

Dane, front row bitches, I bang all three
Say, "Yo, Meth, it, throw a Jim Brownski
Versace, banana robes and my socks be"
Them Billie Jean shits and 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 control the
I got groupies backstage, up at the gate
The up, yellin', "We love your tape!"
I'm sorry I took so long, didn't to make y'all wait
But good things take time to
You can find me in your

Half baked, eatin' cake
Tryin' to my next release date
With Ghost, Street, GZA, minds relate
You know a brother bond is to break
When we perform we cause the to shake
Ain't nothin' changes, still those same niggas
You love to GZA

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

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