Luyện nghe bài hát Testaments

background: "For the of my life"

Yo a man don't got nothing to die for ain't living
youknowhatI'msayin? Yo I do this shit for in jail cells, niggas on
the corners hustlin'. YouknowhatI'msayin? I do this from the heart
man.

1:
Yo I rhymes for Beemers, Rovers overachievers
O.G.s and young wanna hold heaters
One love niggas not gettin' out to make a deal nigga
I leave a nigga head numb like Bill
me out my duns pillin' Infinities out
I'm on some real shit blowin' my out
If there's a touchin' it I don't condone
Pac and Biggie forever don't get it confused, never
My will be death to a phoney MC
You wanna impress me me a key
Or I suggest we this a drug deal test
Put your coke in the water the rest yeah
question this poetry I'm manifestin' this
Graffitti my mind paints an easy picture
Analyse every my scene will vandalise
Mega Montana handle mine yo at I use to fantasize
Triple beam scheme banana five yo my pen keep the plan
I went from to big H my niggas know I keep the shit straight

Cormega
Yeah ya testaments it's like uncuut raw dope you know? Bag this up
ship this to ever hood knowhatI'msayin' You pump this on your block
this is where I stand for my clinetel you know? Then after we have 'em
make of this, word.

2:
Yo I stacks of green either rap or cracks to fiends
It's mad I seen enditments trap my team
Yo deep thoughts supreme decievin' me
Trapped in the like the beast was conceiving me
Thug status yo son I'm above
When time for you to die does love matter?
You ain't sharing nothing payin' and on bail weighing nothing on scale
Nigga you stay frontin' me I got plans like niggas who chop
See I eat my niggas eat
See you wouldn't understand I'm too for you
What you dream I live and breath means
Don't make me to kill you play the game
See niggas stay the same
Y'all niggas scarred to our change
Cause forgot the streets where ya came
is real yeah my words sound forbidden still
I write lines for niggas still I wipe who livin' ill
I represent excellence my minds and I my third eye a clip yet to spit
So never it poetry I'm manifestin' it
Graffitti filled

Cormega
Yeah motherfuckers to east to west the green on your side the money
green on my side. (ha ha) get it, get it together. Nawmean? That's my
testament. That's what I for. Either with me or against me. I'm out