Luyện nghe bài hát That Ain't Life

Yeah, push the and the planet blows
That right
Niggas be actin' like
That right

Bustin' cannons when they brandish
That ain't
Put the in a stranglehold
That right

My firm is intense
Leave permanent
A nigga was a infant
I learned I was

I'd be eternally lifted when I get my turn to rip it
Certainly did and we in the shit
We increase and never decease
Saliva when a geek endeavor to speak

Whenever Plea and the horsemen
your doors in
You
Like a drunk with no mo gin

One again
Rollin' the sons of the sun
I got when I come
Put away your gun, that's

We sissy nigga, my folks got some
But I never the one want to be fuckin' up the fun
'Cause I rather have female company rubbin' me
Sippin', bubbly lookin' lovely in of me hah

Then I ride out to the hideout
And my lady slide out
regardless if I turn the light out

That right
That ain't
like a gat burst
That ain't

to church in a black hearse
That ain't
Roamin' the turf on a search
That right

Its all radio music, corny as The
Mindless sex objects make the get rock hard
So you concentrate or see whats next
While they the pollutants

And lock down your district and send in
Shootin up your while you was watchin MTV
Double pinched caught you slippin' instantly
You was a prisoner, plottin' on your seeds

Souls Of Mischief is different, we operate on thieves they panic
Sniff 'em out black Labradors
Battle ram doors crackin' down on headquarters
yours 'til you're buried alive

Your homie survived, the rest is dead caught up
Haters want my head up, so I'm preparin' to fight
Aryan knights or sheriffs of vice
Nigga, I'm equipped like a terrorist to up shit right

In everything's fair
That right
That's way a nigga, don't
That right

girl left you for a square
That ain't
And now you see him
That right

Man I'm hella and jobless
That ain't
My sister does mornin'
That right

lied to us and robbed us
That right
And if you ain't right
That's death ain't life

As they come in to great
We surpass the
rhythmic arrangement, elements transpose and plummet
I it back to my roots, vast and infinite

Composition is intricate, jazz I rip it
Passion indica, your syndicate
Before they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas tenements
After I flash the

A symbol of the millennium
Who the boy?
Yeah, we askin'
Peg your and

Crush your velvet, your pelvic
Hard hat or your spin in the cockpit of a plane
And the tail
Still my smooth

Patented raps scat and
fatten the groove flatten your crew
Could to you
Word, it's my to cut back

change direction
At my of attack and leave tracks
Dilapidated, and incapacitated
When I ex-sling, I silk screen words in your chest

the verbal, infernal
Burn MC's like Oakland
And I do it than the Grand National
And twin turbo with a Jose

That ain't
Nah for real
That ain't

Prophecy is my
Fuck profiting off these profligate
These paupers be proffering
I await patiently till the is proper to propagate

My property
Concentrated abated trick ya and release it
In synchronous
Seemingly

I'm a
Prayin' like many a is
Though I'm not answerless
Meditation my medication

Concentration leads to
And inception
Interspersed
Incite insurrections

In the urban
Stretchin' my sharpest
Precise etchin's of life's lessons, scaled and to perfection
My imagination, the machinations of perception
Come, inspect my

Man shootin' at the product
That ain't
I her at the bus stops
That right

You just a night option
That right
Man I would never no cop nigga
ain't right

I'm getting rich off tricks
ain't right
Man, fuck that
ain't right

You and want to switch
That ain't
And if you ain't right that's death
That life

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