Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Reign

Yeah, Vinnie Paz
2 G
of the Pharoahs
All good shit

[Ikon the
Yo, yo
The lawnmower man
Through your skull with battle
We whip asses, with adjante
That
Crushing like we was fascists
Stigmata and gashes
We bashes, the who can't attack it right
Take they sternum and then turn into my acolytes
That's the sight of that make a child stop
That's the of thugs that keep it wild hot
I hate you, say to pray to a heavenly
It's fatal, like a military armada
We hotter, from Atlantis
understand how raw the Hologram is
The who use the flame rod
'Cause y'all couldn't physically bruise the God

Yo the technique, detrimental to immune
Leave you in the dust, let y'all choke on fumes
the tight mikes, aerodynamic, gigantic
The I cast is dominant, royal highness
North Philly's own cham-pion
remainin' unknown until shown
Cold as stone, the stage, my home away home
I, prefer to leave these cloned alone
Buildin' a home for MC's gone wrong
Feel the pressure when my team come on strong, QD

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*Stoupe
ever try to...
But can't the skill execute right
Listen up y'all suckas to I say
out an unstoppable...

[Jus
Megatron is fuckin'
Hoppin' out of Lake Ness
Every motherfucker in range is left
Quell my metropolis, like shit's
Y'all cock-less, we stuff y'all in
For pockets, yo my thugs is thick
Thug'll diss em, when we gotta put a slug in bitch
Splatter dame, Pharoahs we shatter your brain
'Till a nigga's salary change to lateral
Like Calgary Flames, puttin' on ice
Put me in hell, for puttin' four in Christ

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I'm like Billy Gruff under the bridge at Governor Ridge
Waitin' to knock heads off, I'm a mean
With an to misbehave and wave a switchblade
In of your face so close to leave your whiskers shaved
To disengage, or rip the pages from your
And shove 'em up the hole between lower back and gonads
The way your rhymes would be the shit
You need to read a script on playin' gay 'cause you could eat a dick
Servin' MC's a fifth of the drunken stylin'
M-I-C's like a pub in Dublin, Ireland

[B.A.
Hey yo I got a fetish, to see rip
When my Tek spits, breakin' the bone ya'll chest is
I dare a to try and battle
I'll put the sweat in your palms when you swallow you're apple
Eat MC's like was eating cattle
Defeat with palabras, frequently in battle
Make the man fall back and start to squeal
Haul a fifth to his face, taste the
This why I got pro deep and stay
You useless, Fuck with us and toothless
We're often as psycho-drama dispensors
Paralyze niggas then put 'em in centers