Luyện nghe bài hát Stress Rap

Yo the NY got a nigga feelin' shitty
Tryin' to make it the struggle
Niggas bubble in the selling crack by the bundles
Yo these raps might hunt you a cat in the jungle
Spittin' lines off the

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

Movin' through these odd days every snake breathin'
Ready to the [Incomprehensible] at night
I'm just tryin' to the meaning of life, flowing on mics
Blowing you types off of the earth, it worse, holdin' our life
Ready to burst on the first he got it
Yo, the apple stays

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

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

one- master of ceremonies and when the
Seven walked in raisin' hell to lower heaven
We explored all the crevices, is mad
I knowledge like a third degree, burn, light the match
Put it to the rhyme book, sure it all fits in the urn
The cream of life, beats and rhymes are that in which I churn

Stupid, you could say masculine thoughts are homosexual
'Cause they blow like that dead clothes designer
All men were equal, Emcees are uneven
Ask blind man if he's even seen how the sunset looks
That's something you couldn't feel a braille book

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

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

going on? Everything going wrong in the ghetto
Cops Desert on blocks lettin' off and they gettin'
Off on the ease on the corner D's hop out of
V's and squeeze we on our knees, we po' on ice
Put us in the freeze on the streets of bloody beasts, and fiends

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

Yo, it's the starvin', Harlem, rap magician
Chained underwater, in sixty the body's missing
in the grass 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 still
used to call me crazy Joe, had a bazooka
Now they can call me Batman, beyond your

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

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

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

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