Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Murder 2

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

Aiyyo it's such a
All these riders tryin' to corrupt the game
But it bring, nuttin' but pain
and one in your fuckin'

nuttin' changed since the album I'm still whylin'
I'm violent I've been waitin' for this moment
like Phil Collins, for all my I've been trifer than trifer
Hyper hype, when fightin' to fight
like, tonight is the night

And I ain't even tryin' to let a slide
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 field of rap, is real in fact
Fully by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack the rapper like linebackers, play my rhyme

You can the Devil
Speak his mind fine graphics
Things get drastic, for my plastic
I pack clips, between my and my fat dick

Grab a hold you never heard a
Verbal like this
comes before soul, so watch your shit
Every cat be enormous
on the next one
one

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

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

really 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' out of the booth, unpluggin' it

Strange Fruit, my niggaz live to
Yo it's a strange thing, a nigga never had a
Yo so bust what happen?, Remember the unknown's a
Cat stackin', move out the hood in Manhattan

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

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

Verbally I bodies
separate the men from the boys, guru
Verbal attack,
Big Pun, Punisher, Noreaga, nore, Pete
Sense, com

Yo, we begun the story, Com, Pun and Nore
Look to the sun for glory as time before me
I'm the day of judgment I'm still 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 industry type, influenced by and snipes
Rocked Adidas but he had no
I could tell in high school that he had no
Hold dick better he hold mics

He spiked his
With events, called for backup
Like one time when he heard it was
deliver words with intents to kill

Whether the type, country rapper, or big wheel
I peeled some raps back, that peeled his cap
Fucker I was Abstract
Now his is backtracked

In the of the party
His crew identified the
him signin' the wait-list sayin'
"I can't this fake shit"

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