Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

You
Through bein
Tru mast' on da track like 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 cats with top hats, ya what I'm sayin'?
But it all boils down to this, we lyrics
Rhymes, line for line, uno
Who the best? I know
it

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

Killin' 'em softly this song, addin' on
Let them toes get they tag on, 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 even save him, Johnny blaze 'em
Send him to his final
Back to the essence, Faces of Death, The Final

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know

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

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

Dead that, off the meat rack with this one
You get playin' Nix-on, Hot Biscuit
Stand back, make me spit one, and paint pictures
On the walls of your mental, with hot lead from out these

Iron since I was young and not knowin'
Where the next meal was comin' from, been
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 watchin' me colder, Reaper
Breathin' on my shoulder
Waitin' for the day to me over, take me over

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know

you can never touch my flow, go ahead and hate 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 seazon for and my pen's bleedin'
Leavin' kids barely for sneak-thievin'
Famished from lack of eatin' and of teachin'
Banished from Rhyme and Reason for treason

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

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know