Luyện nghe bài hát Stay in Line

Throw down ya mic son, ya is empty
the wack shit in the game might tempt me
Quickly drop rec shot
What I took on the on the lap and desktop
A mixture from to slow grooves
8-Track that's mixed wit Pro Tool
I rhyme wit the paragraph was intense
Area's with the flow from the sentence
Engine powered by five hundred
Press by a threat of joint
For emcee's who spit rap to beef
they depend on wild kill for fresh meat
On the board, you're just a that's captured
Weak as the lamb that's laying in the
The that gave ya juice, I might pull it
Can't escape these endless of rap bullets

[Chorus: White (GZA)]
They got no for me
In my life can't you
I not push or bite it tell me
Stay in line, Stay in (Stay in line)
Stay in line, in line (Stay in line son)
Stay in line, in line (Stay in line kid)
Stay in

I'm not insane in fact I'm kinda
serrated swords slashing you
I shine to the mic
filled with the unspoiled water that sprits with light
But um, you get high of the wealth and livin'
We rely of the stealth of
Cut supply lines, flood ya mans
From high altitude the land target
in the desert, the journey is stressful
Where the are unsuccessful
perish while they search for it, intriguing treasures
Should of taken measures
The rhyme with the shank in the yard that stabbing ya
A shakedown from to Attica
we rock the jails
Where the inmates the verse on the walls of cells

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

[Santi
And do they think they got me? I don't
seen ya picture baby? Don't think so
Now do your mission and while you thinking
Ain't no collision that'll stop me from

Involving movements, controlling the that's closed in
Wit impact, in fact ya is frozen
in deep blocks of ice
Sceaming a by the high-tech devise
The fame can bring pain and torture
The author, who came with a offer
Published by whoever it must own it
Is just for one chaotic moment