Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

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

Flame on, I rain fire, Johnny Storm
I'm shocking like live wire, you have been
I prolong this chamber to make it strong
And prove all them doubters

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

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

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
niggaz know

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

Tis the for ducks and my pen's bleedin'
Leavin' kids breathin' for sneak-thievin'
Famished from of eatin' and lack of teachin'
Banished from and Reason for high treason

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

Ain't no when you start me, John Jay
your card, mayday, mayday
Niggaz owe they to God, and now it's payday
Take it how ya wanna it, fully clothed or butt-naked

I learned the hard way, ain't nuttin'
In this world, time to face it, Johnny
Instinct, I'm sure to it
While fake it

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

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all niggaz