Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out

Straight out the heroin infested streets of the
Home of corrupt
Where niggaz get they motherfuckin' wigs back

Even if they fake jax
Fat Joe, bringin' forth the illest
In this rap game
Hey yo Armageddon, let these know

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

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

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

Opposites, these strangers be opposites
So put your face in mine, best your spine
'Cause opposites may attract, but don't combine
My so fat, you feel your vertebrates grind

Now second 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 Bronx is the wrong place to visit
I don't know an MC who has enough balls to it
Whether rain or shine, we be bustin' out
Hey yo Punisher, hit 'em with that ill type

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, I cause damage, rap's bandit
Well be goddamn it, I kick ass like I'm yo' parents
Prepare for the slaughter my brain is out of order
Got out my church

'Cause I got caught fuckin' my daughter
like Dennis on the M.I.C.
You best run son, I'm sendin' emcees up shit's
So don't sleep, 'cause I creep, on New streets

I'm a big fat dick, whack emcees is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga kidnap yo' kids
Take 'em home, fuck 'em
send 'em back to you in bandages

You lose, 'cause I got, the ill street and still
The toast close, and rep-a, resent-a, the coast
So watch your back black, Bronx niggaz don't
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
out the back of your domepiece
D.I.T.C. motherfucker