Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

You
bein humbles
Tru mast' on da like that y'know?
Been in rap game for like the past
bullets now, y'know?
bids, yea yea
I peeped a lotta cats come through
cats, stray cats, ha ha
Top cats with top hats, ya know I'm sayin'?
But it all boils down to this, we talkin'
Rhymes, for line, numero uno
Who the best? I don't
it

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
Y'all niggaz

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

I it's Def Jam, but think clearly
I made it possible for cats to come near me
Keep your enemies, close and your closer
I slam like my culture on all theories

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
niggaz know

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

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

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

no stoppin' when you start me, John Jay
Pullin' your card, mayday,
owe they life to God, and now it's payday
Take it how ya wanna take it, clothed or butt-naked

I learned the hard way, nuttin' sacred
In world, time to face it, Johnny basic
Instinct, I'm sure to it
While others it

Fuck the spotlight, G O D already got
Say what you like, just my name right
No doubt, this one goes out, to all you
niggaz, keep my dick up out your mouth

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know