Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Murder 2

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

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

Ain't 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 than hype, fightin' to fight
It's like, tonight is the

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

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

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

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

Grab a hold you never heard a
Verbal like this
Cash comes soul, so watch your shit
cat wanna be enormous
Plottin' on the one
one

Aiyyo my whole circle, make you feel it like the purple
My niggaz comin' through and still you
Wipe Kleenex cats who stay full 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 we do our thing, play the cut
Let the phone ring, Pete Rock team
From M-V to L-C, my thugs straight it
niggaz out of the booth, unpluggin' it

Strange Fruit, my live to shoot
Yo a strange thing, a nigga never had a suit
Yo so what happen?, Remember the unknown's a clap-man
Cat stackin', move out the hood that's in

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

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

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

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

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

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

He his punchlines
With events, called for backup
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 back, that peeled his cap back
Fucker I was Abstract
Now his life is

In the center of the
His identified the body
Left him the wait-list sayin'
"I can't take this shit"

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