Luyện nghe bài hát Stress Rap

Yo the NY City got a nigga shitty
Tryin' to make it through the
Niggas bubble in the selling crack by the bundles
Yo these raps might hunt you like a cat in the
lines off the humble

Make your whole crumble, what the fuck made you fumble?
In these streets where they you like the face of a demon
I repent every evening, in the Eden, starvin', never eatin'
Yo I stay bleedin', while you jakes stay tryin' to freedom
I'm just a brother tryin' break even

Movin' through these odd days watchin' every breathin'
Ready to the [Incomprehensible] at night
I'm just to reshape the meaning of life, flowing on mics
Blowing you types off of the earth, livin' it worse, our life
Ready to on the first thinking he got it
Yo, the apple rotten

Stress rap, this to where we rest at
NY full with nothing but stressed cats
That wanna test flame of yours, but not ready
When we aim, the war's retaliation against all, all for real
(Starvin' Harlem)

Yo, yo, Elohim, the rhyme scheme and when the lyrics
the mouth they look like light beams with wings
Attached to mic I say fly rhymes read the lines
Vast lines, the beat be tryin' to sex me and marry me
I'm talking picket fence and a family of Vasts
They stand me, and reflect reality

Stage one- master of and when the
Seven magnificent walked in hell to lower heaven
We explored all the crevices, is mad
I wear knowledge like a third degree, burn, the match
Put it to the book, make sure it all fits in the urn
The cream of life, beats and rhymes are butter that in which I

Stupid, you could say masculine thoughts are homosexual
'Cause they blow like that dead clothes designer
All men created equal, Emcees are uneven
Ask blind man Steven if he's seen how the sunset looks
That's something you feel with a braille book

I'm to smack your ear drum long, so hum along
Let's communicate rhythm, tell 'em to come along
You'll get right in the kisser like Jackie Gleason
And watch sun, set it off light decreasing, oh shit
Watch sun set it off like light

Stress rap, this applies to where we at
NY City full with nothing but cats
That wanna test that of yours, but not ready
When we aim, the absolute retaliation against all, all for real

What's going on? going wrong in the ghetto
Cops Desert Storm on blocks lettin' off and gettin'
Off on the on the corner D's hop out of unmarked
V's and 'till we on our knees, we po' on ice
Put us in the on the streets of bloody beasts, hoodies and fiends

I stay muddy in a sleaze with Oz's, breathin' through the cold
Got my whole frame froze to escape hold twist off the L
They got ice in my grill and I'm dirty and all I need is for
To unlawfully search me, me in a cell, seven thirty
With thoughts hurtin', for freedom, we tryin' to get it
And we stay bleedin' hear that, one I'll scream phoenix

Yo, it's the starvin', happy Harlem, rap
Chained underwater, in sixty seconds the body's
Snake in the at six feet you can hear him hissin'
I got a problem your mouth, so I don't listen

rap, you got one, I got five
You do yours, I do mine, but I'm alive
They to call me crazy Joe, had a bazooka
Now they can call me Batman, beyond maneuvers

Shit, I'm Atoms Fam to the marrow
Fuck a soul, even God knows this body is
You love New York, but New don't love you
You're just a toy Lucille Ball's hairdo

On the mic it's all magic and I got short
And I'm just that nice, I let you breathe
Put a mic in front of me, and I'm gonna it
Hummingbird style, seventy times in one
Hummingbird style, seventy in one second

Stress rap, this to where we rest at
NY City full with but stressed cats
wanna test that flame of yours, but not ready
When we aim, the absolute retaliation against all, all for real

Stress rap, applies to where we rest at
NY City full with nothing but stressed
wanna test that flame of yours, but not ready
When we aim, the war's absolute against all, all for real