Luyện nghe bài hát WWIII

Chorus: Pharoahe and Shabaam Sahdeeq (repeat 2X)

Weight of the world on shoulders gotta hold it up
When the pen's burnin the paper never it up
When the plan is set in motion slow it up
We seize the planet war then we blow it up

[Pharoahe
Cleverly em with synonyms when I went in with homynyms
Extended em out, em with linear raps when enbalmin em
Bendin em back, blendin em with miraculous
is up? Y'all niggaz do like Dracula's bite
Uhh, don't even bother gotta lotta cats who
for dollar raps scholar back like a Rawk' wilder
Me get ya hit ya split ya sit you down
Get you in the ring, sling slang boxing rounds
Snap your bone gristle, motel
Queens pistol-whip you army issue shouldn't fuck witchu
Or get niggaz like Yusef, you're
Attack back, smack your whole toothless
Now welcome to the New York
where Averex are the and the boots are the kicks
Y'all on the dick the way we for the flicks
Queens style, now all in the mix

[Shabaam
P, pass the baton, we mashin whatever crew want
Black on like Dutch flashbacks
Settle the score, y'all know for sure
what we, bring to the table your mental'll digest
Put away your forks, can't eat these
Just as, as you, hungry as you
Snatch it our your hand before you or chew, we invitin you
to spar, with the likes of two, got you spillin your brew
your soundwave, bitch!
Hijack your frequency quick, and our shit
Motivated to make it but foes try to flows
Knock those, em like a bag of nachoes
Keep em on they toes, word up, ballet
You sweet sap suckers get served like
You cats melt in my pockets like Milky Ways
Southside, BK hurtin for days

[SS] it up with incredible landmine rhymes
[PM] Federal for sure, THIRD WORLD WAR
Weight on my back like Atlas, our tactics
to hem em denim and pin they back to the canvas
[PM] Yo, who want this, who nu-ttin but conflict
Blow up they barracks with a C-4
WE MOVE SWIFT, so you better react quick AND
watch your 'fore we launch these hits