Luyện nghe bài hát Stronghold Grip

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Technique]
Immortal Technique, Pen
Swave motherfucker (get 'em right now!)

I leave spies and murderers
wrapped in plastic like furniture
I put the iron in you, the center of Earth's curvature
And make your block turn into the, of Serbia
My dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball
And beat you in the head like a with an 8-ball
You got Syndrome, and that's why I hate y'all
Cause you be biggin up the industry while rape y'all

Pen]
Yeah, I spaz out (spaz out) and the shit out niggaz
You fag out (fag out) and beat the out niggaz
(check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check)
Get a ducat and and recovered and break neck
Bed-Stuy, BestBuy, and rush the {?}
Rip up the pavement, throw the whole on you
Pop up, you get it
Like Ricky in "Boyz N the Hood," stoppin to scratch a ticket

[Swave
Yo, I feel the sudden surge given me the urge to (yo what up?)
Scream that's absurd and disturb the peace (fuck y'all!)
to throw a hot verse to beats
You see the music I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my work
I'm not the same Swave you knew, I'm a whole new
More and aggressive, my attitude worsened
I raise on this earth
Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up Gerald Levert, bitch!

Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, Swave Sevah]
[I.T.] tighten the grip, on the underground
[P.P.] I back-to-back holdin my brothers down
[S.S.] You done started, with the wrong now
[I.T.] Married to the cause and we loyal, we fuck around
[P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole underground
[I.T.] run, by commercial motherfuckers now
[S.S.] So while you little step-and-fetch niggaz run
[all] demolition, we bringin the structure down!

[Immortal
Technique nigga, I'm the type to flip
Cause me and my dogs fight to the like Michael Vick's
And I don't hit women so I'm not gonna mangle wiz
A with an AIDS race'll handle the biz

[Poison
Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil
If that's a K, play yo' punk-ass infected leprosy
Leave you beyond, recognition beat and indecent
Leave you your plastic surgeon for a remix

[Swave
Yo, aiyyo I'm with it
And scars, contusions, concussions, fractures
and pains you suffer from; I did it
You ain't worth spit, I put a hit out on your
fuck up you and your four brothers

[Immortal
You play Scarface when a microphone's in the
But you more like in "Dog Day Afternoon"

Pen]
ASCAP 'em, all this rap traps
Snatch that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 dead

[Swave
Yo, this is truly a joke
That stuff got you feelin tough, must be sniffin Coke+

[I.T.] We spit Cold War syndrome, it shatters the
[P.P.] Spray my dependance on your bitch when it splatters you on
[S.S.] in submission holds and choked 'til you tap out
[I.T.] And shut down your like Whitney Houston's crackhouse
[P.P.] Stronghold, and direct up in your set
[S.S.] The habitual steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech

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