Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

The Time has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with
We have lived in the zoo of the for so long
And animals we kill each other for the hatred of others
We must move into the and punish the rich for their ignorance
For the of death, that is part of our life in our neighborhood
And them a taste of the same
And when we kill the governments
And the streets of death
maybe then we see our situation in a new light
And put an end the the chaos in the ghetto and an end to the

[Verse Violent J]

whats going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and a girl
ta warm u, just to get it on
Cause im gonna be throats till the break of dawn
nobody get me
I've always been a psycho now they coming me
That's straight we team up
I believe every throat deserves a good cut
Look in my its fucking insane
roll around naked in the rain
Rich bitch fucka took me for a
Now we you instead of killing each other
in the house, shot him in the mouth
Leaned the head, and pulled the brains out
My list are strong its a saw
The government fronts like dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill take the in my own hands
Cut ya cat, cut ya down
Cause i know the rich go
And im waiting in the bushes,axe to the
About 30 or 40 times,psychodelic sick with the psycho psycho
But ya the killer in one place,
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker a taste!

[Verse two: (Nate The Mack) {Shaggy 2

(Fucking you up let you pass, fucking you up, shot you in the ass)
{Jumped out the alleyway with a battle axe}
{12 dead bodies on the muthaphucking train
(Im sick of this shit i see on the TV,they showing and i see me)
(And ya calling me a hobo,
while I'm laying on my suede couch to mojo)
{Snipe ya in the head a tower,
or chase ya ass clear out the shower}
catch ya on the block,
take here gat and shoot ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma looking headed punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
{Drank all brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the ghetto and thought it last long)
{Thought we'd each other off,
didn't think we'd to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The clowns this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

[Verse three: Jump

In Detroit doing time, time done
Without not another
nothing but wicked men
How many muthaphuckas ive know the years
Got they necks blown off or crippled in their
Now iull ya cause i been in many Schools for this
Cause im drawn by the vision and close my into a fist
in the crime with nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to kill in the
Im going to war and i sent you
JumpSteady stepping the governments brainwashing
(Take it, Take it farther, it far)
Dont let them even judge ya, cause you who you are
Seems they dont even know the inner city crime war
Moneys on the jews in the desert but what the for
the're stupid,The mine are surrounded
Think i to pay a lesson to a gallon
And save a life or two
End this ghetto war for the that i once knew
ya out the barn with ya closed eyes
(Ya peeping out the barn with ya eyes hoe)
I got a mind rage waiting on my change
On the holes on my i craddle my gage
What ya gonna do if i up at your place
Try to ignore it time, motherfucker have a taste

four: Capitol E / Esham]

Ya a spoonful, another wants a little taste
So let me you the city like in a steady pace
Ya wake up to gunfire it was a dream
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya young scream
Everyday thang, it to ya
Just wait till you see that at ya front door naked
Begging for money, like he know ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but day he'll show ya
Catch ya at point range ya getting jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya know how to act
But that's the and the experience of a mother
everyday, one another the other
But the suburb living is high
With a class leather city trade with ya ass
And show ya the rough
Hungry homeless people crime after crime
And bitches working the for dough
Then they run to the rock to buy some rocks slow
And i hear ya fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) Gets ya
It's for you to crack some necks
And if they dont know now, show what to expect
Cause it matter the race or the place
Capitol E giving the inner Taste

[Interlude: J]

Yea! We heading to Birmingham,gross point and Hills
I thought you knew, cause we in a mood

[Verse Esham]

Guess who's with the ICP, That black devil comming straight from the D
Im heading out to birmingham,to tip off a
And looking for the to kill him and i think i can
Violent J know the way so im getcha
If ya in my way im getting wit ya
The black devil, that devil ya know
Getting more pussy Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you know my

Im with notics, nuts on train
So give me mine cause it aint black or white
It aint wrong or right on Devil's night
I a cross in ya fucking face
Now got a new case
So give me a