Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Murder 2

Yo, Squad, Pete Rock collabo'
git-go, yo yo

Aiyyo it's a shame
All these dick tryin' to corrupt the game
But what it bring, but pain
and one in fuckin' brain

Ain't nuttin' changed since the album I'm whylin'
I'm still I've been waitin' for this moment
like Phil Collins, for all my life I've trifer than trifer
Hyper than hype, when fightin' to
It's like, is the night

And I ain't even to let a nigga slide
been dyin' to get a gat
I to try now prepare to die
I your crib like Jehovah's Witness, blow up any

Soldiers, infants, up, did you notice my heroic entrance?
I'm so relentless in this field of rap, everything is real in
Fully backed by bullies who be caps
I sack the like linebackers, play my rhyme backwards

You can the Devil
Speak his mind with graphics
Things get drastic, Express for my
I clips, between my nuts and my fat dick

Grab a 'cause you never heard a
Verbal murder like
Cash comes before soul, so watch your
cat wanna be enormous
Plottin' on the one
one

Grab a 'cause you never heard a
Verbal murder like
Cash comes before soul, so watch your
Every cat be enormous
on the next one
one

Aiyyo my whole circle, you feel it like the color purple
My niggaz comin' through and still you
Wipe Kleenex cats who stay full of germs
We hit Fifth Ave, while still hit Stern's

Don't care 'bout y'all, really hear 'bout y'all
Yo on our we do our thing, play the cut
Let the ring, Pete Rock connect team
From M-V to L-C, my straight thuggin' it
Snatchin' niggaz out of the booth, it

Strange Fruit, my niggaz live to
Yo it's a strange thing, a never had a suit
Yo so bust happen?, Remember the unknown's a clap-man
Cat stackin', move out the that's in Manhattan

Got big headed, misleaded, dreaded
Yo the beef deaded, his whole afraid to set it
Yo I heard son, son is rockin' iceberg
Got up out the hood, wouldn't believe that, cat would

mad swollen, flamboyant this man golden
Yo the Senator, crime sinister, John
Better respect my or I'm the minister

Verbally I bodies
Let's separate the men from the boys,
Verbal attack,
Big Pun, Punisher, Noreaga, nore, Rock
Sense, com

Yo, we begun the story, Com, Pun and Nore
Look to the sun for glory as time before me
I'm after the day of I'm still before the
Jury, explainin' why I was in a gun

He was fuckin' wit me, I no duckin' MC
With the knowledge a lil' thug blood in me
This stud bumped into me, it was fin' to be
My appetite for destruction is

He was an type, influenced by magazines and snipes
Adidas but he had no stripes
I could in high school that he had no fights
dick better than he hold mics

He his punchlines
current events, called for backup
Like one time he heard it was Sense
That deliver with intents to kill

Whether the hip-hop type, rapper, or big wheel
I peeled some raps back, that peeled his cap
thought I was Abstract
Now his is backtracked

In the of the party
His crew identified the
Left him signin' the sayin'
"I can't take fake shit"

Yo, Yo
Big Pun,
Com Sense for the nine
Get it