Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

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

[Verse Violent J]

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

[Verse two: (Nate The Mack) 2 Dope}]

(Fucking you up wont let you pass, you up, shot you in the ass)
{Jumped out the alleyway with a muthaphucking axe}
{12 dead bodies on the muthaphucking tracks}
(Im sick of this shit i see on the TV,they showing and i see me)
(And ya me a homeless hobo,
while I'm laying on my suede couch to mojo)
{Snipe ya in the head a tower,
or chase ya naked ass clear out the
catch ya on the block,
take this here gat and shoot ya in the
(Who ya wit governer E?
Don't ya I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma looking bald headed punk
(Stroll to the party)
all they brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the and thought it wouldn't last long)
we'd kill 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, being done
not another solution
Without nothing but men
How many ive know through the years
Got they necks off or crippled in their fear
Now iull tell ya i been in many Schools for this
Cause im drawn by the and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime with 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 ya, cause you know who you are
Seems they dont know about the inner city crime war
Moneys on the jews in the desert but the fuck for
Damn stupid,The mine are surrounded
i like to pay a lesson to a gallon
And save a human or two
End this ghetto war for the homies that i knew
ya peeping out the barn ya closed eyes
(Ya out the barn with ya closed eyes hoe)
I got a mind rage waiting on my change
On the on my jacket i craddle my gage
What ya gonna do if i show up at your
Try to ignore it this time, motherfucker have a

[Verse four: E / Esham]

Ya need a spoonful, wants a little taste
So let me feed you the city in a steady pace
Ya wake up to gunfire thining it was a
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya child scream
thang, thank it to ya
Just wait till you see that cracka at ya front door
for money, acting 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
Happends everyday, one the other
But the suburb is high class
With a high class city trade with ya ass
And show ya the times
Hungry homeless people commiting after crime
And bitches working the pike for
Then they run to the sella to buy some rocks slow
And i ya making fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) ya bats
It's time for you to crack some
And if they dont know now, show what to expect
Cause it matter the race or the place
Capitol E giving the city Taste

Violent J]

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

[Verse five:

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

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