Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

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

[Verse one: J]

Heard going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and a girl
Just ta u, just to get it on
Cause im gonna be cutting till 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 a good cut
Look in my its fucking insane
around naked in the acid rain
Rich bitch took me for a sucka
Now we killing you instead of each other
in the house, shot him in the mouth
Leaned back the head, and pulled the out
My list are strong its a saw
The government fronts like dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill the matter in my own hands
Cut ya down cat, cut ya
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 rhymes
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 wont let you pass, fucking you up, you in the ass)
{Jumped out the alleyway with a muthaphucking battle
{12 dead bodies on the train tracks}
(Im sick of this i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya me a homeless hobo,
while I'm laying on my couch listening to mojo)
ya in the head from a tower,
or ya naked ass clear out the shower}
catch ya on the block,
take this here gat and ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya know hang ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma bald headed punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
all they brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the ghetto and it wouldn't last long)
{Thought we'd each other off,
didn't we'd come to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The clowns stick knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

[Verse three: Jump

In Detroit doing time, time done
Without not solution
Without but wicked men
How many muthaphuckas ive know the years
Got they necks off or crippled in their fear
Now iull tell ya cause i in many Schools for this
im drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime with to eat
So my natural to kill in the street
Im to war and i sent you caution
stepping over the governments brainwashing
(Take it, Take it farther, it far)
Dont let even judge ya, cause you know who you are
Seems they dont even know about the inner crime war
Moneys on the jews in the desert but the fuck for
Damn the're stupid,The are surrounded
Think i like to pay a to a gallon
And save a human or two
End this ghetto war for the homies i once knew
ya peeping out the barn with ya eyes
(Ya peeping out the with ya closed eyes hoe)
I got a mind killing rage on my change
On the holes on my jacket i my gage
ya gonna do if i show up at your place
Try to it this time, motherfucker have a taste

[Verse four: Capitol E /

Ya need a spoonful, wants a little taste
So let me feed you the city like in a steady
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 at ya front door naked
Begging for money, like he know ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but some day show ya
Catch ya at point blank range ya jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya dont how to act
But that's the life and the of a mother
everyday, one another the other
But the suburb is high class
a high class leather city trade with ya ass
And show ya the rough
Hungry homeless people crime after crime
And working the pike for dough
Then run to the rock sella to buy some rocks slow
And i ya making fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) Gets ya
It's time for you to crack some
And if they dont know now, show them what to
Cause it dont matter the race or the
E giving the inner city Taste

[Interlude: J]

Yea! We heading to Birmingham,gross point and beverly
I thought you knew, 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 looking for the to kill him and i think i can
J know the way so im gonna getcha
If ya standing in my way im wit ya
The black devil, that ya dont know
Getting pussy than Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you my name?

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