Luyện nghe bài hát Spit Shine

I ma' clean this shit out like colonics
With words put better than Sony electronics
King of the jungle, humbly stay
Eat with the lions, with pyranhas
the seem, strike the match
Inferno, I'm too thorough nigga' so stand
(Oof!)
I shine, get mine and rip rhymes
And make my career take an
I'm strict with knives, with razors
Good with and great with gauges
Been around the world in a stages
Watch bitch up and go through changes
I had before thugs was in fashion
I mashed out before knew mashin'
I knew terror before the plane crashin'
I got lines and niggas ain't laughin'

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

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

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

Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million target
You ain't came up yet, nigga' let me show ya'
Come across like planes and boats
Like balloons filled with Coke down a mexican's
You seen a man get smoked, they shit on they self
body shake for a second then it gets dissected
For evidence of the weapon and the involved
Let one talk, everybody gettin' caught fa sho'
I say to say this
(What?)
If you can't the time then ride the bitch
Might as well touch ya' tail and the fence
Castrate ya' self, expose the
X go head up, but fuck, never ran it
I got a gauge with buck shot you can't stomach
You a killa, you a album filla
You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, over

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