Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

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

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

'em softly with this song, addin' on
Let them get they tag on, dead 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 him, mother made him
And now she can't even save him, Johnny 'em
Send him to his final
to the essence, Faces of Death, The Final Lesson

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
Y'all niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know

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

Tis the seazon for and my pen's bleedin'
Leavin' kids barely for sneak-thievin'
Famished from lack of and lack of teachin'
Banished from Rhyme and Reason for high

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

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know