Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Game

[Intro - Inspectah
Yeah, players of the game, still swinging
I'm up to bat again, already know
Barry Bonds flow, out of the with it (Mental Instruments)
go

- A.C.]
You run through the competition, they you like a champ
When you and you make it to the big game
in a pile of riches, fly bitches
Chain when you, make it to the big game
Get money, big money, big
packed out, and the fans entertained
They like me, we go hard when we
And that's how the you get to make it to the big game

1 - Inspectah Deck]
Early on the route, blood on my hands
and lasers out
Cool as a fan in Satan's house
'em what my name about, boss of myself
Turning your lady out, is cheap, shut up, pay me now
on the dice work, stopping your bank
Shorty you're work, Comic View rap making my side hurt
Talent's in the mic worse, drama to
Feels like my cursed, down to go out
What's the worth?
Seats leaning with the rod tight
In the BMW g'ing with the Roswell
I spit gemstars, splitting dome and I double up
Everything, swing, bringing 'em home
So I'm sitting like a king on the throne, like I to be
The right hand, now I got a on my own
love for all my ringers home, quoting my name
You niggas been a clone, homie swing in my zone

[Verse 2 -
Revolvers with the lazy eye, late for my frame
You crazy fly, screw the tip off, in the baby I
papers, law makers, all of us jaw breakers is on
Vaticans in in all ages
All my teams armored, from all the way to bulletproof
Hit me in the calf, no option
I won't fold, destined to bail
Call up my Norfolk niggas, tip that bill, we play jail
No for RICOs, kids ego
Fucked up the game, that's like sticking eye next to the peephole
The generation of dumb niggas, we built the legacy
These bum niggas, got invaded by slum
All mine battling, we battle for mansions
Branson and bottles of Gallo
A villain slash genetleman, blowing with thousand Indians
I'm the chief, the millennium

[Verse 3 - Inspectah
all that I been through, critiquing all that the kid do
The moral though, I'mma
We hungry, son, you ain't gully
You Wesley at the Carter, New Jack City, you
I beast money, feet stay off the runway
Hotter a summer day sunray, I must say
Truth like a Bible page, twenty flow said or day
Twenty at you right away
Play maker A-gamer'll sell the house out, the nay sayer
Throw a out, to all my major players
Deck it out the park, Barry Bonds stance
They wonder, damn is his enhanced?
in the jungle, blind to the pressure
See, cool, million to one odds, he come through
I leave your trunk blue, holding head, stuck off the one-two
Turn up the game, I begun to

[Outro:
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