Luyện nghe bài hát Silent

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

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

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

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

Half baked, eatin' ganja
Tryin' to make my next date
With Ghost, Street, GZA, great relate
You know a brother bond is to break
When we perform we cause the Earth to
Ain't changes, it's still those same niggas
You love to GZA

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

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