Luyện nghe bài hát Spark Somebody Up

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

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

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

Yo, I'm of these niggaz in this industry
Procrastinate to assassinate me, you high off some trees?
I ya said that 'cuz yo' bitch was on yo' back
Dead that, this vigilante wit' gon' come and chop down yo' facts

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

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

My dosage, sick like white lotus, never quote this
Realize this is mad ferocious
For the minute, I rolls out my Old home
Thug life became known and sold drugs like Al

So, you'se a so-called thug nigga, here's a for ya wigga
How ya figure? Ya test the style that was born to be ya
I was born to be bad, the Brooklyn Zu, Thief of
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 gonna make me spark up
(You who I be, nigga, what?)
If ya keep on doin' the you are doin', don't wanna do it
(Level seven)

Yo, to and every men, call yo' ten best friends
And this verbal murder just start to begin
Ha, like winds, my style enters yo'
Reconstruct yo' mind, niggaz, and to' bone cavity

Are you mad at me? Take yo' ass to Monk's academy
Get a crash-test course, new for the G-O-D
You so silent, so then don't do it
For to be all bad, plus styes that run up like fluid

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

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

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

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

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
the sovereigns that bear arms

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

Hide your feet on hot coals, North Star forty-eight track
Lyrics assassin strike low, Buddha Monk is the law
Now it's war, things ain't just 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 make me spark somebody up
You make me spark somebody up
(Buddha Monk, you've it again)

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

Monk, you just keep bangin' 'em funky
You just keep 'em funky
You know you a cat, right?
Yes, right, baby