Luyện nghe bài hát Stay in Line

Throw down ya mic son, ya is empty
Plus the wack shit in the game tempt me
Quickly drop non-stop rec
What I took on the road on the lap and
A mixture from up-tempo to slow
8-Track figure mixed wit Pro Tool
I wit sense the paragraph was intense
Area's with the flow from the sentence
Engine by five hundred horses
Press by a threat of forces
For who spit rap to cause beef
Cause they depend on wild kill for fresh
On the board, you're just a piece that's
Weak as the that's laying in the pasture
The plug that ya juice, I might pull it
Can't escape these endless of rap bullets

[Chorus: Santi (GZA)]
got no place for me
In my can't you see?
I must not push or it tell me
Stay in line, in line (Stay in line)
Stay in line, Stay in line (Stay in son)
Stay in line, in line (Stay in line kid)
Stay in

I'm not insane in I'm kinda rational
Chrome-plated swords slashing you
I shine to the mic
That's filled with the unspoiled water that sprits with
But um, you get of the wealth and livin' large
We of the stealth of camouflage
Cut lines, flood ya mans market
From high altitude the land target
Lost in the desert, the is stressful
the rescues are unsuccessful
They perish while search for it, intriguing treasures
Should of taken precautionary
The rhyme the shank in the yard that kept stabbing ya
A shakedown Alcatraz to Attica
Because we the jails
the inmates write the verse on the walls of cells

Ya out cold, ya old
Allah just rolled, attack his skull wit a plan less
Hit ya king with a Check that caused damage ya disco tech
Protect ya Neck

[Santi
And do they they got me? I don't know
They seen ya baby? Don't think so
Now do mission and while you were thinking
Ain't no collision stop me from screaming

Involving movements, the squares that's closed in
Wit impact, in fact ya is frozen
Submerged in deep of ice
a wise by the high-tech devise
The slightest can bring pain and torture
The author, who came a burning offer
Published by whoever it must own it
Is just symatomic for one moment