Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out

Straight out the infested streets of the Bronx
Home of cops
Where niggaz get they motherfuckin' wigs pushed

Even if don't fake jax
Fat Joe, bringin' forth the illest
In this rap game
Hey yo Armageddon, let motherfuckers know

You look, I look, you it, I took
I forever wearin' it, you know stone crook
What's truth, lie? Who's people, who spy?
It's and death, choose live or die

who made 'em, why do we even exist?
When we die, is Heaven or is it total blackness?
For any touch, there's a feeling, touch and y'all
We can shots, until our chambers melt

mad tension in the air
(Mad in the air)
one man's stare, you wanna dare, yo Crack
Eject the Czech from the glove
Lay out the lead spray, and flame him up arson
It's dangerous

Opposites, these be bendin' opposites
So put your face in mine, best brace your
opposites may attract, but they don't combine
My impact so fat, you feel your grind

Now delayed thoughts run through your mind
my slugs connect and strike your major arteries
When my fists connect, they causin' injuries
you know Junior? You not evil

The South Bronx is the place to visit
I don't know an MC who has enough to diss it
Whether rain or shine, we be bustin' out
Hey yo Punisher, hit 'em that ill type rhyme

Yo, I 'cause a bloody to make my buddies laugh and gig'
My nutty wrath'll live as as I'm a nasty kid
I a pig and slit his throat just for [unverified] L
My skills, puffin' in Hell
(Undecipherable)

I doom the world I was God and throw my gun away
Then the moon out the sky and blow the sun away
Me and my brothers play
Strictly hardcore, lyrics 'til I'm breakin' God's laws

My job's raw but I gotta do it, I'm feelin' then buddhaed
So you might get shot and a lot of fluid
The spot I blew it at an early age, since the curly braids
I would earn a wage the thirty gauge

There's dirty to get paid if you got the balls
Just load the glock and 'cause the hardest cop to drop his
Don't stop or pause, let the shotty go up his
To finish up, punchin' body blows and

The South Bronx is the wrong place to
I don't an MC who has enough balls to diss it
rain or shine, we be bustin' out nines
Hey yo Keith Nut, hit 'em that ill type rhyme

Yo, I cause damage, rap's red-handed
Well I'll be goddamn it, I ass like I'm yo' parents
for the slaughter when my brain is out of order
Got kicked out my

'Cause I got caught my preacher's daughter
Menace Dennis on the M.I.C.
You run son, I'm sendin' emcees up shit's creek
So don't sleep, 'cause I creep, on New York

Like I'm a big fat dick, whack emcees is
Yo, I'm that nigga that'll yo' kids
'em home, fuck 'em good
Then send 'em back to you in

You lose, 'cause I got, the ill street and keep
The close, and rep-a, resent-a, the East coast
So your back black, Bronx niggaz don't play
If you ever fake jax, I'll yo' throat like O.J.

Yeah, my motherfuckin' crew
out the South Bronx
The livest corners of the Bronx
Keepin' in realer, my motherfuckin' Keith Nut

Armageddon, the
My nigga Big Dog
Straight out the Full Eclipse
All you motherfuckers the times, yeah

Watch motherfuckin' back
Blow out the of your domepiece
D.I.T.C. motherfucker