Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

You
Through bein
Tru mast' on da like that y'know?
Been in this rap game for like the
bullets now, y'know?
bids, yea yea
I done peeped a cats come through
Courageous cats, cats, ha ha
Top cats with top hats, ya what I'm sayin'?
But it all down to this, we talkin' lyrics
Rhymes, line for line, uno
Who the best? I know
it

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

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

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

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
niggaz know

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

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

Dead that, straight off the meat with this one
You get playin' Nix-on, Hot Biscuit
Stand back, don't make me 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 from, been troublesome
To all those a threat
If I go, everybody gotta go next, y'all know

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

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
Y'all know

That you can touch my flow, go ahead and hate me
tryin' to fuck my hoe, Johnny-come-latelys?
Got me in a world of shit, and now I'm
Mama there'd be days like this

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

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

Ain't no when you start me, John Jay
Pullin' card, mayday, 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, ain't sacred
In this world, time to face it, basic
Instinct, I'm sure to it
others fake it

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

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
niggaz know