Luyện nghe bài hát Stronghold Grip

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[Immortal
Immortal Technique, Pen
Sevah motherfucker (get 'em right now!)

I leave government spies and
wrapped in plastic Dominican furniture
I put the iron in you, like the center of Earth's
And make your block into the, border of Serbia
My flow's dirtier than players in baseball
And beat you in the head like a sock an 8-ball
You got Stockholm Syndrome, and why I hate y'all
Cause you be up the industry while they rape y'all

Pen]
Yeah, I spaz out (spaz out) and beat the out niggaz
You fag out (fag out) and beat the jizz out
Gloves (check) ski mask (check) 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 lotto

Sevah]
Yo, I feel the surge given me the urge to speak (yo what up?)
somethin that's absurd and disturb the peace (fuck y'all!)
Quick to throw a hot to beats
You see the I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my work release
I'm not the same Swave you knew, I'm a new person
More assertive and aggressive, my attitude
I raise hell on earth
Your rap is over, you Casanova's end up like Gerald Levert, bitch!

[Chorus: Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, Swave
[I.T.] tighten the grip, on the underground
[P.P.] I back-to-back holdin my brothers down
[S.S.] You done started, the wrong motherfucker now
[I.T.] to the cause and we loyal, we don't fuck around
[P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole fuckin
[I.T.] Secretly run, by commercial now
[S.S.] So while you step-and-fetch niggaz run around
Controlled demolition, we bringin the structure down!

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

Pen]
Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil
If a K, play yo' punk-ass infected with leprosy
Leave you half-murdered beyond, beat and indecent
Leave you with your surgeon for a remix

Sevah]
Yo, I'm hard-bodied with it
And these scars, contusions, concussions,
and pains you from; I probably did it
You ain't worth spit, I put a hit out on mother
Then up you and your four brothers

Technique]
You play Scarface a microphone's in the room
But you more Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon"

[Poison
ASCAP clappin 'em, all rap traps
Snatch that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 Africans

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

[I.T.] We Cold War syndrome, it shatters the bones
[P.P.] my dependance on your bitch face when it splatters you on
[S.S.] Thrown in submission and choked 'til you tap out
[I.T.] And shut your party like Whitney Houston's crackhouse
[P.P.] Stronghold, live and up in your set
[S.S.] The habitual line steppers - Swave, Pen and

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