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 you other MC's
(Adolf) fake props
(RA) I'll be in this rap shit till my fucking stops
(Adolf) We not you other MC's
(RA) Riding props
(Adolf) Actin but you front in front of the cops

(Adolf)
Karate flick co-starring, and
Me and you street sparring, yo son about Sharon
I'm in the mansion sipping Dom with Wong 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 information yo the money kid
Fucking up ya generation the mob
I'm on my job, yo New York street heart throb
Knock you out your fucking face blob
the Assassinator - yo kid we hard
Yo you on some barbecue lard
Yo kid - Yo is hungry you god!
Yo I know what it is like clap and flash and shaft
Sit down wit my niggas, weed, watch a video and laugh
Yo smacking bitches on the ass, yo anymore weed to
That's the next question - the next -
it's your rhyme profession
Sinking down the drain - yo fuck his name, the game
Adolf the Assassinator like 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 with the poppers, I'm on some high school shit
Running through the fucking hall ripping open lockers
Seeing if they stole my
Yo kid I'm giving niggas one more chance - one more time to
Yo kid I seen a glance of a cat to steal my rap
All niggas deserve is a smack
Adolf the - I dont that
You a baby need to similac - Yo god, how about that?
I you doubt that RAW ROUTE that
Yo Adolf the - how you to me
Yo you need to up smelling the coffee

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

(RA The Man)
Cause we complain cursed with all types of bad lucks
It's common sense - "Everybody sucks!"
Dont you know that, I knew this - My whole
The anglo-saxon, caucasian, low-life - the no money broke
The cup holders, street corners
look over you shoulders
It's we dirty, crusty till death do us, or does us
It's a shame aint love us
understand this Rugged man be who the man is -
I'm trying to on white bitches tryin to act like they spanish
My two light you, if I fight 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 we live
6-2 crazy ass Stonybrook kids
Vinny Baretta Human Bum - who be the sickest - nobody sicker
Your clicks thick but mines
I rock wit ya - who iller - you outta
Got big balls the dick out - fuck you in your face
The beautiful - the rap
The lack of dreamer
The 450 lb fat bitch
Yo ask MC if he seen her
I need a like Adina
Yo Agallah bring the
They biting styles mosquita
But fuck them I stay
Which bitch get they pussy eaten?
Super-freak
I to school on the special-ed minibus
Cant trust us- us- who rugged us?
Adolf Agallah - R-A The Man

(RA) We not you other MC's
(Adolf) Riding props
(RA) I'll be in this rap shit till my fucking heart
(Adolf) We not like you MC's
(RA) Riding 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 turn that over
If you listening to cd,let mu-fucka play
we going on to the next side