Luyện nghe bài hát Stress

Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,

Pain, stress, my brain, even rest
It's hard to maintain the pressure on my
Excess strikes
Blood my head when I come across roads

With dead mics and wack promoted it's hard
But the presence of God I'm true to the game
So I'm back black, to charge, and recapture
The time, wish it never be wack I'm pure

I insert my into the track, the energy
In me is a poison with no un-revealed
I'm spreading, like leprosy, throughout the label
mines put me and Monch's career in jeopardy

Can you come see me in the ghetto where dark
Bullets are real lost peeps in the heart
Lord knows it hurts, we kick the Hertz to the
first things first, and put blunted minds to work
My herd's tight and my supports
So I'm alright, for the being seeing peace but taking no shorts
(No shorts)

Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,

Rargh, you will now me the apocalyptic one
After this rhyme, henceforth, there is
No will exist, when I emerge
From the mist in I was born into, scorned

of you can't even comprehend what I am saying
to you even in my human form the I'm relaying
Why do you choose to mimic wack MC's?
Why do you to listen to R&B?

Why must you believe is fat
Just because it's played on the radio, times per day?
My perception of poetical injection is
The Conception

The hall walker, who stalks in Central Park
Soon emergency services'll outline body in chalk
Then I begin to walk away and
Then when I walk I talk shit

Huh, a driver sprayed my face with
She didn't know I enjoyed the taste of radioactive waste
I'm in the backseat of your mid-town taxi
Don't ask me for the cash G
The cabs before didn't pick me up
Now ask who the fuck's gonna stick me up

Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,
Crush, kill, destroy,