Luyện nghe bài hát The Turn

Everywhere I turn, I see, face
Yeah, ah, yeah, yo, yo,
Yeah, motivate, motivate, the gate, ya'll
Yeah, aiyo, aiyo,

And we the Gods, still tear the whole hood
Darts that'll splatter through faces, taste hearts
I'm intellectual, professional
And Walbaums to

Shit is right here, like buyin' fly
Dare any white man or fan nigga, ran through
Blew in niggaz lobbies, the grand RZA
We left, the radio broke, I yoke my vocals, green smoke

Allah Math', me when the needle broke
Numb the whole crowd up, stupid ass Loud up
Never what they had, now they proud of us
Picture my vision, precision, lines jumpin' out of

got me, nigga, the boss, he pop me
Rae, we generate, Lord, I feel the Ditech, the mildew
Buy jets and vehicles, steal a
Wrap up the rap government

Go 'head, ya'll wit it, walk wit it, I slap your boss wit it
Navy blue, New York fitted, I'm cold frost bitted, two and off wit it
You smell the herb, 'fore I lit the it's forfeit it
Blocks is hot, feel the from fourth fit it

With no regard for your boulevard, the shit bag and bullet scar
It's the Riddler, riddle me this, me that
Who the pretender? And who the door man that let enter?
The Wu-Tang, 36 Cham', you smokin'?

Got you in the game chokin', Van Gundy coachin'
Your street team, bunch of
Don't ever let me catch your
when a grown man is speakin'

Shh, keep on sleepin', and just like TLC, I on creepin'
The five percent of ya'll, on teachin'
The heat seakin', missile official, that got
Like Funk Doc got snot tissue, it's hot

I turn, I see, your face, but you're never there
Shh, ain't over

Okay, now, shit, different day, grindin', gettin' paid
Self at it, automatic, that spit and spray
Gotta have it, ass grab it, to slip and weight
Godbody, House Party, watch the kid 'n' play

Ya'll gon' me go postal, up in this muthafucka house
Full of bloodsuckers and hoes love hustlers
Roll that izza, me another kizza
Bigga, to my nigga, so they can't get up

through nose, hot ones through foes
Let the herb spots run the cops come, suppose
I was another stick in the mud, on a Saturday
Thinkin', how get the fifth in the club

See my crew thick, I fights to prove it
We comes undisputed, with batteries
bee like Meth, I be like what?
They want free cd's, I'm like, "See these, nuts"

If muthafuckas gettin' high tonight, say all right, haha
If ya'll muthafuckas gettin' drunk tonight, say all right,
It be Tical, okay, haha, yeah, yeah,
It be Tical, okay, haha,