Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

The Time has come for the to run into the streets paved with gold
We have lived in the zoo of the for so long
And like animals we kill each other for the of others
We must move the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance
For the horror of death, that is of our life in our neighborhood
And give a taste of the same
And we kill the governments children
And the smell of death
maybe we will see our situation in a new light
And put an end the the in the ghetto and an end to the killings

one: Violent J]

Heard 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 cutting throats till the of dawn
Can't get me
I've always been a psycho now coming with me
That's straight we team up
cause I believe throat deserves a good cut
in my brain its fucking insane
roll around naked in the acid
bitch fucka took me for a sucka
Now we killing you instead of 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 they dont what is going on
Fuck, ill take the matter in my own
Cut ya down cat, cut ya
i know the rich go jogging
And im in the bushes,axe to the nogging
30 or 40 times,psychodelic sick with the psycho psycho rhymes
But ya the killer in one place,
But I'm at ya door, have 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 muthaphucking battle
{12 dead bodies on the train tracks}
(Im of this shit i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya calling me a hobo,
I'm laying on my suede couch listening to mojo)
{Snipe ya in the from a tower,
or chase ya naked ass out the shower}
{Finally ya on the block,
take here gat and shoot ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya know I'll ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then ya by ya foot}
drumma looking bald headed punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
{Drank all they
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the ghetto and thought it last long)
{Thought kill each other off,
didn't think we'd to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The stick this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

three: Jump Steady]

In Detroit doing time, time being
Without not another
nothing but wicked men
How many muthaphuckas ive through the years
Got they necks blown off or crippled in fear
Now tell ya cause i been in many Schools for this
Cause im drawn by the vision and close my hand a fist
Raised in the crime nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to in the street
Im to war and i sent you caution
JumpSteady stepping over the governments
(Take it, Take it farther, it far)
Dont let them even ya, cause you know who you are
Seems dont even know about 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 like to pay a to a gallon
And save a life or two
End this ghetto war for the homies that i knew
ya out the barn with ya closed eyes
(Ya peeping out the barn with ya closed hoe)
I got a mind rage waiting on my change
On the holes on my jacket i my gage
ya gonna do if i show up at your place
Try to ignore it this time, motherfucker a taste

four: Capitol E / Esham]

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

Violent J]

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

[Verse Esham]

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

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