Luyện nghe bài hát Till My Heart Stops

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(Evil Dee) up - R A - Rock on!
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(RA) We not you other MC's
(Adolf) Riding props
(RA) I'll be in this rap shit till my heart stops
(Adolf) We not like you MC's
(RA) fake props
(Adolf) Actin hard but you in front of the cops

(Adolf)
Karate flick co-starring, and
Me and you street sparring, yo son what Sharon
I'm in the mansion sipping Dom with from Hong Kong
We smoking fucking out the bong
You telling me the Assassinator 'you the don'
Don what nigga, that's that old funny
Yo we got the yo where the money kid
Fucking up ya like the mob
I'm on my job, yo New York street heart throb
Knock you out your fucking face blob
Adolf the Assassinator - yo kid we
Yo smack you on some barbecue
Yo kid - Yo is hungry you god!
Yo I know what time it is like and flash and shaft
Sit down wit my niggas, smoke weed, watch a and laugh
Yo smacking bitches on the ass, yo weed to pass?
That's the next question - the next -
it's where rhyme profession
Sinking the drain - yo fuck his name, fuck the game
Adolf the Assassinator shooting the flamethrower
Yo God, split the like Noah - or should I say Moses
is not fucking dandelions and roses
Supposed to fold us - niggas us to rock us
Adolf the - stop us - see our droppers
Niggas the shit poppers, I'm on some high school shit
Running through the hall ripping open niggas lockers
Seeing if they my rhymes
Yo kid I'm giving niggas one chance - one more time to enhance
Yo kid I a glance of a cat trying to steal my rap
All them deserve is a smack
the - I dont like that
You a baby need to feed - Yo god, how about that?
I seen you doubt that RAW ROUTE
Yo the - how you being to me
Yo you need to wake up the coffee

(RA)We not like you other
(Adolf)Riding props
(RA)I'll be in this rap shit my fuckin heart stops

(RA The Man)
Cause we complain daily- cursed all types of bad lucks
It's common sense - "Everybody sucks!"
you know that, I knew this - My whole life
The anglo-saxon, caucasian, low-life - the no money life
The subway cup holders, street
Constantly look you shoulders
It's official; we dirty, crusty till death do us, or us
It's a aint nobody love us
Plus this Rugged man be who the man is -
I'm trying to piss on bitches tryin to act like they spanish
My two fists light you, if I you, I bite you
Like Mike Tyson, we
The money, pussy, plus the glamour - none of it's
I'm sick of living, I depressed make me wanna give in (echoes 3x)
I'm not gonna be able to do shit y'all -
Suffolk County that's the place we
Exit 6-2 ass Stonybrook kids
Vinny Baretta Beatbox Bum - who be the sickest - nobody sicker
Your clicks thick but mines
I wit ya - who iller - you outta place
Got big balls whip the dick out - fuck you in your
The - the rap leader
The of cash dreamer
The 450 lb fat ass-eater
Yo ask MC if he seen her
I need a like Adina
Yo Agallah bring the
They biting styles mosquita
But fuck them I creeping
bitch wanna get they pussy eaten?
Super-freak
I to school on the special-ed minibus
Cant trust us- bust us- who us?
Agallah - R-A The Rugged Man

(RA) We not like you other
(Adolf) Riding props
(RA) be in this rap shit till my fucking heart stops
(Adolf) We not like you other
(RA) fake props
(Adolf) Yo acting hard but you front in front of the

(Evil Dee)
Word up- what I'm sayin
Evil Dee in your
If you listening on cassette,you better turn that mu-fucka
If you listening to cd,let mu-fucka play
we going on to the next side