Luyện nghe bài hát The Anthem

One two, one two
We dedicate this one to the culture y'all
Brought to you by the famous wake-up show

Bobby Steels, Staple' tails, get your lips stapled
Project Killa Hill is on the map like the compass
Sacred sword play tongue-twist, holes in you
You escape, 70,000 kilowatts blast through your box

Woke wit alarm clocks, drivin' slow down the block
One stopped, parks his trunk, snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio identification
up, wake up, wake up

When I up, I got the mic and never chocked up
a verse and all the G's in Cali locked up when I was summoned
Styles were like the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin'
Look around, town is crumblin'

This Big Tech from the Midwest, MC's lipless
On the Wake-Up Show, make up no, stories my shake-up flow
Put me off in a cipher? Potna, you can't fuck wit the
Your flow's premature, clean dirt diaper

Mic heister, psycho,
Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and ain't nobody
Sway & Tech heard me flow and it's
Now I got Swedish yelling "Tech N9NE's filled"

This is my house, I might as well erase my face wit white-out
'Cuz y'all can't see me Mase's eyebrows
(Where you at?)
Climped out of a house
Through the front window and heard guy shout

"Hey my couch, bitch", pull a nine out during a rhyme 'bout
While I'm rippin' shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
And murder you hoes than flippin' a convertible
Nose first wit the top off upside-down

You're tied down and duct-taped, rape
I'd rather just a slut's leg wit my nuts shaved
And & Tech, two disk jockeys
so many friggin' needles I wonder if they inject

Lo and behold, better platinum or gold
Yes God bless success, forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, locked and ready to roll
Play the hand, a man that's never gon' fold

'Cuz your tape sucks, a new hobby that you can take up
Or listen to my niggas Tech & so you can Wake-Up
The X-man, catch me drills in the Danger Room
Big game hunting, from high-noon to the full

Wit synonyms, I get an rush
From minimum thrusts, bust assaults in small interims
As as Borris Kolaf was
When I cut neck, leave a little piece of flesh

So the head won't fall off, hauled-off, sawed-off blast, he asked
Why did he to die like cast metal?
Oh, huh, C now Omar Credle, we pone pedal at a high resolution
On the Wake-Up Show wit Sway, Tech and DJ

I sway the wit the Tech & Sway
away, wet and spray, rep the day
Who debt to pay get swept away
Across the whole board checker play

When I blaze whole sect' arrays
Wake-Up Show for those slept
Niggas that the trey, hit the and pray
DJ Revolution, spinnin' lead from out the heck-AK

your neck away
Flood up the street wit bloody
the head of Jake investigate

What? Sway can give it to you but gon' do wit it?
Tech can it to you but whatcha gon' do?
Rev can give it to you but whatcha do wit it
I can it to you, wha wha wha what what?

Yo yo Chino the world go 'round
Fuckin' up entire record companies Harrel did to Motown
talk, poison pen, hominous walk
What flow will I destroy wit time, the most commonest thought

The drama that's brought, caught us in a midst of sibling
For instance, there's in existence that can survive wit me
me like sheep, I clean house like Tony Rand-all
Wit style for sexual harassment like Tisha Camp-bell

You're like Will Smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin' murder your young style Jon Benet Ramsey
Now who the master to beg? Your demo gets on the reg'
You shouldn't have been signed if you had a cast on your leg

I'm Wake-Up Show reppin' wit Sway &
My like Tekken, the industry weapon
I'm Chino X, KRS in

De de de de de de da di day, KRS-One comin' wit the Tech &
Yo, I up the littlest set and on the biggest set
As ill as it gets, I still manage to your neck wit sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the the debt

You gotta be to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet
But I'm willin' to bet, on a & a Tech
They stay in effect, never been a in the neck, they gainin' respect
Nevertheless I wreck you, now you know what Sway & do

be back but for now just sackle
Fresh, for ninty-nine you