Luyện nghe bài hát Stay in Line

Throw down ya mic son, ya gauge is
Plus the wack in the game might tempt me
Quickly drop rec shot
What I on the road on the lap and desktop
A mixture from up-tempo to grooves
8-Track that's mixed wit Pro Tool
I rhyme wit sense the was intense
Area's dense with the flow from the
Engine powered by five horses
by a threat of joint forces
For who spit rap to cause beef
Cause they depend on wild kill for meat
On the board, you're just a piece that's
as the lamb that's laying in the pasture
The plug that ya juice, I might pull it
Can't escape endless waves 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)
in line, Stay in line (Stay in line son)
Stay in line, Stay in line (Stay in kid)
in line

I'm not in fact I'm kinda rational
Chrome-plated serrated swords you
I shine to the mic
That's filled with the unspoiled water that with light
But um, you get high of the wealth and large
We rely of the of camouflage
Cut lines, flood ya mans market
From high altitude cover the land
Lost in the desert, the is stressful
Where the rescues are
They while they search for it, intriguing treasures
of taken precautionary measures
The rhyme with the shank in the yard kept stabbing ya
A from Alcatraz to Attica
Because we rock the
Where the inmates write the on the walls of cells

Ya out cold, ya old
Allah rolled, attack his skull wit a plan less bone
Hit ya king with a Check that caused direct damage ya disco
Shoulda' ya Neck

[Santi
And do they think got me? I don't know
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 slightest fame can pain and torture
The author, who came a burning offer
Published by made it must own it
Is just for one chaotic moment