Luyện nghe bài hát Spit Shine

I ma' clean this whole shit out colonics
With words put better than Sony electronics
of the jungle, humbly stay honest
Eat the lions, swim with pyranhas
the seem, strike the match
Inferno, I'm too nigga' so stand back
(Oof!)
I shine, get mine and rip rhymes
And my career take an incline
I'm strict with knives, straight with
Good with and great with gauges
around the world in a million stages
Watch niggas bitch up and go changes
I had guns before was in fashion
I mashed out before niggas mashin'
I knew terror the plane started crashin'
I got punch lines and niggas laughin'

I'm gon' be here the smoke die down
Insomnia 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
Can't move up if ya' not strong
Get'cha own 'cuz this shits mine
(Yeah)
Every time I I shine

Cocksucka' I preach I practise, back shit 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, increase the
stone faced don't fuck wit gay shit
So I guess means I can't fuck wit you now
Two down, let off, vacate to new
It feel like and juice now
Got a flame thrower burn big holes through your goose down
(Yeah!)
Rough sound, same 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 with life but I curse to
I'm a to my very last breath, fuck y'all

I'm be here after the smoke die down
Insomnia style, I lie down
Fight the good fight, don't no help
Keep 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 this shits
Every time I spit I

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

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