Luyện nghe bài hát Testaments

background: "For the of my life"

Yo a man don't got to die for ain't worth living
youknowhatI'msayin? Yo I do this shit for niggas in cells, niggas on
the corners hustlin'. YouknowhatI'msayin? I do this shit from the
man.

1:
Yo I rhymes for Beemers, Rovers overachievers
O.G.s and thugs wanna hold heaters
One love real niggas not gettin' out to make a nigga
I leave a nigga head numb like Snivers
Figure me out my duns Infinities out
I'm on some shit blowin' my enemies out
If a thrown touchin' it I don't condone
Pac and Biggie rule don't get it confused, never
My testamony will be death to a MC
You impress me show me a key
Or I suggest we manifest a drug deal test
Put your coke in the water solidify the rest
Never this poetry I'm manifestin' this
Graffitti scriptured my mind paints an picture
Analyse line my scene will vandalise
Mega Montana handle yo at night 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

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

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

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