Luyện nghe bài hát Spark Somebody Up

(All hip hop acknowledge, prepare to the known)
News flash, they let my ass out the damn door

You gonna make me somebody up
(Yo, you, you and you)
If ya on doin' the things ya do
(That's right, everybody)

You gonna me spark somebody up
(I you and you and you)
If ya keep on doin' the you are doin', don't wanna do it
(Don't do it)

Yo, I'm tired of niggaz in this industry
Procrastinate to assassinate me, what you high off some
I figure ya said that 'cuz yo' was on yo' back
Dead that, this vigilante wit' swords gon' come and chop yo' facts

I amongst he square with a youth, phony prevail
Anythin' other than that nigga, condemned by Hell
Is you slick to do the shit like Buddhists?
Heather B, hundred sixty degrees, level move this

My audio shells is my surface and my third eye by mucus
Oh, so a hundred-eight pressure points
I'm ya didn't know this
Ha, ya hopeless, also to be homeless
Ya sit back and start taken fuckin' dough to this

My dosage, sick like lotus, don't never quote this
Realize tritan is mad ferocious
For the minute, I rolls out my Old home
life became known and sold drugs like Al Capone

So, you'se a so-called thug nigga, here's a for ya wigga
How ya figure? Ya the style that was born to be wit' ya
I was born to be bad, the Brooklyn Zu, of Baghdad
Lay yo' ass on the grass and gimme all ya fuckin' cash,

You gonna me spark somebody up
(Yo, you, you and you)
If ya keep on doin' the ya do
(Don't me do it)

You make me spark somebody up
(You who I be, nigga, what?)
If ya keep on the things you are doin', don't wanna do it
(Level seven)

Yo, to each and men, call yo' ten best friends
And watch verbal murder just start to begin
Ha, winds, my style enters yo' anatomy
yo' mind, niggaz, and shake to' bone cavity

Are you mad at me? Take yo' ass to Buddha academy
Get a course, nothin' new for the G-O-D
You so silent, so silent then do it
For to be all bad, plus styes run up like blood fluid

Yo, I'm true to this, wet rap like breakin' mucus
Hit you so hard, it feels like a in yo' uterus
Have no clue to this? Oh, Buddha Monk's just movin' in mist
Yo, it's pure verbal murder I get into yo' shit

You gonna make me spark up
If ya on doin' the things ya do
(Level ten)

You make me spark somebody up
(I you and you and you)
If ya keep on doin' the you are doin', don't wanna do it

Watch these kicks, we move forward this very day
You pray that our kills it on yo' whole
This technique that we speak seeps inside the teeth
Now you're body's been breached by the seven-dotten

Stop the lyin', all hail to the God now residin'
To teach the new souls the nightmares of foes
I move worst Babylon, son, I'll tally up ya arm
Throw this knowledge like
Crown the that bear arms

We Manchuz, Allah Rahmel now sees you
And the Zig-Zag-Zag, fly picture this pyramid
Can't erase this shit I gave you from the Devil, the
Manchuz not duck low while Brooklyn Zu make body

Hide your feet on hot coals, Star forty-eight track impose
Lyrics assassin strike low, Monk is above the law
Now it's war, things just peace no more
You hit the floor floor, face the, face the floor, floor

Say, you gonna, say, you
Say you gonna, you gonna me
You gonna make me spark up
You gonna me spark somebody up
(Buddha Monk, done it again)

If ya on doin' the things ya do
(I don't wanna, yes, I wanna!)
You gonna me spark somebody up
(This is dedicated to all those who think I'm a MC)
If ya on doin' the things ya do

Monk, you just keep bangin' 'em funky
You just keep bangin' 'em
You know you a crazy cat,
Yes, that's right,