Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

You
bein humbles
Tru mast' on da track like y'know?
Been in this rap for like the past
bullets now, y'know?
bids, yea yea
I done peeped a lotta cats come
cats, stray cats, ha ha
Top cats with top hats, ya what I'm sayin'?
But it all boils down to this, we talkin'
Rhymes, for line, numero uno
Who the best? I know
it

Flame on, I fire, when Johnny Storm
I'm like live wire, you have been warned
I prolong next chamber to make it strong
And prove all doubters wrong

Killin' 'em with this song, addin' on
Let them toes get tag on, dead men run no marathons
On my shift, that gift, knowin' he snitched
On the telethon, runnin' his lips, sinkin' the

Give what his mother gave him, mother made him
And now she can't even him, Johnny blaze 'em
Send him to his final
Back to the essence, Faces of Death, The Final

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all niggaz

Who got John Blaze shit? my dick to get famous
So I blades to Dangerous
Welcome to my chambers
Torture where John Doe's remain nameless, hear me?

I know it's Def Jam, but clearly
I made it possible for y'all cats to come me
Keep your enemies, close and your heat
I slam just like my on all theories

Dead that, straight off the rack with this one
You get burned Nix-on, Hot Biscuit
back, don't make me spit one, and paint pictures
On the walls of your mental, with hot from out these pencils

Iron lung I was young and not knowin'
Where the next meal was comin' from, troublesome
To all those posin' a
If I go, everybody gotta go next, y'all know

The code of the street soldier, I'm time
And watchin' me colder, Grim Reaper
Breathin' death on my
Waitin' for the day to take me over, take me

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
Y'all know

you can never touch my flow, go ahead and hate me
Still tryin' to my hoe, Johnny-come-latelys?
Got me in a world of shit, and now I'm
Mama said there'd be days like

Tis the seazon for and my pen's bleedin'
Leavin' kids barely breathin' for
Famished lack of eatin' and lack of teachin'
Banished Rhyme and Reason for high treason

Can it be that the kid the knot knees
Got G to a grown man cop plea
For this I got a lovebug like Starsky
Blow back until I drop Tical 3

Ain't no stoppin' you start me, John Jay
Pullin' card, mayday, mayday
Niggaz owe life to God, and now it's payday
it how ya wanna take it, fully clothed or butt-naked

I learned the way, ain't nuttin' sacred
In this world, to face it, Johnny basic
Instinct, I'm sure to it
While others it

Fuck the spotlight, G O D got light
Say you like, just spell my name right
No doubt, this one out, to all you trout-fish
Cake niggaz, my dick up out your mouth

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all niggaz