Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Like an Enemy

Yeah, yeah, yo

I'm a whirlwind spinnin' with words of wisdom
In the ghetto only promised a and system
We complete like the system
Play your space, I get hungry off of treble and bass and breaks

Everyday be a court recorded on tape
Hell grab the mic and send your show to a wake
Cut off a snakehead the way I cut off dead weight
We negotiate with 38's in a no

GZA came wit the Swords killin' you all
I'm the virus in the street get in your paws
See me jumpin' outta four-doors wit my dogs
All you soldiers want when you don't know laws

You be a rap fraud, you off the top of Billboard
Besides keyboards, only I love is the Lord
G-G Maccabees, K-P-P
Prodigal, niggas is charged wit blasphemy

And all hard rock shit
(Charged blasphemy)
And if feelin' like an enemy
(Come me)

I heard the sweet words sour tongues
Vent poison in the ears of the Grown-z's dead for years
Shed a for the underwear under the stairs
naked in the shame from hunger and fear

Shots fired in the darkest moments
missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit
Sacreligious, days of
Sing a praise wit a peace pipe for niggas I zone

Priest I blow amongst twelve thugs
a cup of blood
We the same time Peter sprayed a slug
We all trapped in this dream to wake up

I seen a whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture
Streets are filled wit and bloody niggas
I seen my friend fall, clutchin', holdin' his
Caught him off-guard, foldin' his
It's like a life never ends, never know when comin'

Vocal imbalance, a of silence converses violent
Live from medallion, nometry equality
You stop to see profiles of me
Mic styles of me, of me

Parallel prophecy, degree
Complete the formation, the salvation
A Wu nation, do the no hatin'
No misbehavin', lyrical

Artist in together maintainin'
Brain stainin', metaphor
This generation, a calculation
No elevation, time wastin' and chasin'

A day and night crime scene, livin' in the time
Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen some green
by crooks, a life with jux and bloody heist
It's a price but the gun fiend for ice price

In this hell puzzle filled with bitches, and trouble
Stitches, for knuckles crummy fuckin' up the hustle
a struggle, in jungle with sin we fondle men
Plus a prison, ain't no division and no

And inner city chronicle, get caught up astronomical
Cash phenomenal, blast at abdominal
Niggas is comical, with the abominal
Son, I promise you, you live to see tomorrow

Catch a slug in the of your head at the Apollo
I'm a hard act to follow, rugged like Rollo
(Let's mark ass nigga)

And all hard rock shit
(Charged blasphemy)
And if you're feelin' an enemy
(Come me)

And all that rock shit
(Charged blasphemy)
And if you're feelin' like an
(Come me)