Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Murder 2

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

Aiyyo such a shame
All these dick tryin' to corrupt the game
But what it bring, nuttin' but
and one in your brain

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

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

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

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

Grab a hold 'cause you heard a
Verbal murder like
comes before soul, so watch your shit
Every cat wanna be
Plottin' on the one
one

Grab a hold 'cause you heard a
murder like this
Cash comes soul, so watch your shit
Every cat be enormous
Plottin' on the one
one

Aiyyo my whole circle, make you feel it like the purple
My comin' through and still hurt you
Wipe y'all Kleenex cats who stay of germs
We hit Fifth Ave, y'all still hit Stern's

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

Fruit, my niggaz live to shoot
Yo it's a strange thing, a nigga 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, then
Yo the beef deaded, his whole squad to set it
Yo I heard son, son is rockin' iceberg
Got up out the hood, believe that, this cat would

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

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

Yo, we just the story, Com, Pun and Nore
Look to the sun for as time runs before me
I'm after the day of judgment I'm before the
Jury, why I was in a gun orgy

He was fuckin' wit me, I ain't no MC
With the there's a lil' thug blood in me
This stud bumped into me, beef it was to be
My for destruction is finicky

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

He his punchlines
With current events, called for
Like one time when he heard it was
That deliver words with intents to

Whether the hip-hop type, country rapper, or big
I peeled some raps back, that peeled his cap
Fucker thought I was
Now his life is

In the of the party
His crew identified the
him signin' the wait-list sayin'
"I take this fake shit"

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