Luyện nghe bài hát Twin Towers

[Bizzy "Chorus in background"]
Turn my vocals up.....turn my vocals up, turn'em, turn'em up, a more
up a little more, turn'em up a little, yeah there we go yeah, uh yeah

[Bizzy
Born in the poverty probably we never get off the monopoly, won't we stop it
with all the monotony, look at me awkwardly hide my broccoli, nigga
Fuck the media, how could you come to me, follow me, bother me, tell me to it down
Part of the system is worser now, murder must've ran
What if the rapture happens, nigga just deeper than vanish or not
Never gone change my style, I do I wanna pop, 'til the "Body Rot" stop
Generation X, I am the mastermind, general militants seven times, revolution rebellious, out of line
I in the mind of apocalyptic, biblical optimistic
Thank my stars, never I say my graces, I'm so thankful god
Take me to the land, all I see is cops with guns
Soap in my sock, county charges stuck in the with number one
Never will have a friend like me, reality checking the crooked
Man the rapping is over, we fucking soldiers, we fucking thugs
And nobody stopping my fucking drugs
If I can melt down the words, and put them in sucks, rip it to the nation, let it go what, what
Bitch I speak your mind, even if they offended you 'cous
Ride off in the sun set, with the streets niggas 'cause that's who I
Standing next to Capo twin towers up to the heaven sky
We down the ninety-five, take the bridge, I'm ready to die..................

Bone]
For the grace of Capo... for the grace of Capo, in the of silence,
now the grace of Capo, in the moment of silence, in the mist of and silence,
and the malignancies, motherless children are born, poppa the one who murdered her,
the vision first hand plumping master of source of us

[Jim
By the, grace of Capo, in the moment of silence, in the mist of and violence,
I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it be all good,
But go down, you know they go down

[Jim
Straight out the projects b, I'm telling ya'll it was so for me (so hard)
Coming up hard in Harlem streets, where niggas will starve, cause it's hard to eat
Some niggas will rob in the hardcore streets, ridiculous all it's concrete (watch it)
Bitches the boosters the credit card scammers, niggas that shoot cause all gone blame us
People they shoot they cocky 'bout scanners (scwalay!)
So if watch where the birds fly, (watch it) don't when you swerve high
Cause believe me the third eye, put the squeeze on your whole (lock down)
See I'm always in the rear view, see the law in your view (what else) pray to the lord he can hear you (why)
I'm the nigga on the corner, my niggas on the corner bring same shit
Three carry gripes in the in heaven, I'm in this Fahrenheit called 9/11
When I go to the cross roads, lord Ferrari white, mean highway to heaven (forgive them lord)
And these digital times, we all need to have a mind (that's right)
Federology, technology, and we can shine like astrology (they can see the stars)
When we on eggshells, when you talk on next cells (what happens)
When you talking on fed cells (listen to me) and we all on sex (whooo)
When the drugs and rock-n-roll, and the drugs lock your soul
Don't blame it on 'caine, got when the reggae came (that's right)
Bill Clinton rejuvenated us (yeah), all been the Bush's us (stupid)
Police will soon be chasing us (that's right), the streets be afraid of us (yeah)
From cutting up raw, from up coke, give a fuck about war
We ain't to voting (voting)
So if you draft me jail me (you that)
Or better yet kill me (uh-huh) 'cause I rather go to hell b, and there's nothing you can me
Cause we risking ourselves, just sit in the cell, over punk as nigga in (damn)
All the grief in the cells, spin on shelves, I'm running out of time, cause I'm in hell (yeah)

Jones]
By the, grace of Capo in moment of silence, in the mist of the violence, the mist of tyrants,
Flossing my diamonds......yeah, by the of Capos nigga, you heard, that's two strong armies nigga
Two bosses we can't be stopped, we will not be brought down like the twin towers
We political soldiers ghettolutionists, we freedom fighters