Luyện nghe bài hát Till My Heart Stops

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(Evil Dee) Word up - R A - on!
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(RA) We not like you MC's
(Adolf) Riding fake
(RA) be in this rap shit till my fucking heart stops
(Adolf) We not like you MC's
(RA) Riding fake
(Adolf) Actin hard but you front in 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 Wong from Kong
We smoking fucking out the bong
You telling me Adolf the Assassinator the don'
Don what nigga, that's old funny shit
Yo we got the yo where the money kid
up ya generation like the mob
I'm on my job, yo Brooklyn New York heart throb
you out till your fucking face blob
Adolf the - yo kid we hard
Yo you on some barbecue lard
Yo kid - Yo niggas is you god!
Yo I know time it is like clap and flash and shaft
Sit down wit my niggas, smoke weed, a video and laugh
Yo smacking on the ass, yo anymore weed to pass?
the next question - the next suggestion -
it's where rhyme profession
Sinking the drain - yo fuck his name, fuck the game
the Assassinator shooting like the flamethrower
Yo God, split the like Noah - or should I say Moses
Everything is not fucking dandelions and
to fold us - niggas chose us to rock us
Adolf the - stop us - see our droppers
Niggas with the shit poppers, I'm on some high school
Running the fucking hall ripping open niggas lockers
Seeing if stole my rhymes
Yo kid I'm niggas one more 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 RAW ROUTE that
Yo Adolf the - how you to me
Yo you need to up smelling the coffee

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

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

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

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