Luyện nghe bài hát Grid Iron Rap

I silver surf the city circuits forever lurkin' on the street
I spit blood for blood
Grands man divided, we stand, conquer land
One man'll body Def Jam

Focus your headcam zoom in, radio tune in
I know listenin', so I keep showin' and provin'
Play the sideline, waitin' for the right time to take
Street crime, nickel and dime

Fuck a peace talk let the gun spark, on the streets of New
I Strut through the city asphault
(Fed up)
Hold your up, I'm circlin' the block, keep your eyes up
Wise up, before you get up
(Tied up)

Play no games, speakin' on my
You catch a clipful from range
Diggin' in pocket
Take the loose

the data in your mainframe, you want it all
I want the same thang, strive to maintain, live out my
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't nuttin'
Leave the way I came, bringin' motherfuckin' pain

Killa Hill Projects, high street intellect
connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check
Ring the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes, niggaz goin' down

Yo, eat shit and die slow, battle no survival
You goin, down, y'all niggaz fuck
Shittin' where you sleepin', so my proposal
Came indecent, beef the butcher sink your teeth in

Fuck you believe in, you real fake
Fishin' in the same
Eatin' off the same
You

Who got that cooked, synthetic look, actin' crook
Betty shook worm, to shake the hook
As the world turn burn
again the supersperm

Rub it in your skin, it's Lubriderm
Time took to write
The war will be fought by the
Who stand criticized, by his un-A

Knowledge is the jewel, and it's
Real like them Lifers
Nuttin' but on my hands
Observe the sands in the hourglass

Fallin' in this savage land
ass, days of thunder
It's road rad, your days are
What RZA put together, let no man asunder
(Motherfucker)

This is P L O, killa hill flow, but you hear me though
Live in stereo, pump it loud until your blow
slang pro, sling rap to cashflow
Keep it from the intro until the outro

Killa Hill Projects, tech street intellect
connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check
Ring the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes, y'all goin' down

I'm on a run, y'all niggaz know the outcome
Razor sharp tongue leave scars in your
five bar seminar ghetto rap star
Slide like rats through the Staten Resevoir

Swingin' cut your mic cords, snatch your rap awards
Commercial cats, fuckin' up the game, that's why I crash
Drape floors while you Jordan, keep on tryin'
Hardcore somethin' that my street is dyin' for

your neck and the dopefiend, Gobol 13
Professionals we know things, say no
Check my at the resevoir
special of the day is nigga Souflee

Pusher gotta pay and the games play
John Jay around the way Fish Filet
Mr. DJ, turn it up a hit the replay
For dirt bomb in the P J

To cling on, bring on the times
To key on hook rhymes, that's beyond thinkin'
For eons I been here, to shine on the mind
you like the last time, year of the grimy nigga
Ragtime, bad sign,