Luyện nghe bài hát Spit Shine

I ma' clean whole shit out like colonics
With words put together better than Sony
King of the jungle, humbly honest
Eat with the lions, swim with
Gasoline the seem, the match
Inferno, I'm too thorough so stand back
(Oof!)
I spit shine, get and rip rhymes
And my career take an incline
I'm strict with knives, straight razors
Good with and great with gauges
around the world in a million stages
Watch bitch up and go through changes
I had guns thugs was in fashion
I mashed out niggas knew mashin'
I knew terror before the plane started
I got punch lines and ain't laughin'

I'm gon' be after the smoke die down
Insomnia style, I won't lie
Fight the good fight, need no help
Keep your hands up, defend yo'
Move like I move and life long
move up if ya' heart not strong
Get'cha own shit 'cuz this shits
(Yeah)
Every time I spit I

Cocksucka' I preach what I practise, back up
this rap shit up, still actin' up
Get in a trunk of an Acura
Y'all like jail and Dracula
X turn up the heat, the hatred
Straight stone don't fuck wit gay shit
So I guess that I can't fuck wit you now
Two down, let off, to new town
It feel Bishop and juice now
Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your down
(Yeah!)
Rough sound, strong background
Been on black, the big boys layin' down
My train of thought is
To any mothafucker wit problems and not get caught
I was blessed life but I curse to death
I'm a spit to my very last breath, y'all

I'm gon' be after the smoke die down
Insomnia style, I lie down
Fight the good fight, don't need no
Keep hands up, defend yo' self
like I move and live life long
Can't up if ya' heart not strong
Get'cha own shit cuz shits mine
Every time I spit I

Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million target
You ain't came up yet, well nigga' let me ya'
Come across like planes and boats
balloons filled with Coke down a mexican's throat
You ever seen a man get smoked, they shit on they
Their body shake for a then it gets dissected
For evidence of the weapon and the people
Let one nigga' talk, everybody caught fa sho'
I say that to say
(What?)
If you can't handle the time ride the bitch
Might as well touch ya' tail and jump the
ya' self, expose the bitch
X go head up, but fuck, ran from it
I got a gauge with shot that you can't stomach
You ain't a killa, you a album
You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, game

I'm be here after the smoke die down
Insomnia your style, I lie down
the good fight, don't need no help
Keep your hands up, yo' self
Move like I and live life long
move up if ya' heart not strong
Get'cha own 'cuz this shits mine
Every I spit I shine