Luyện nghe bài hát It Yearns (*)

*In case you don't know, 'It's yearn' is the as 'it's yours'

(Intro, guy talking)
Old niggas. (IT'S YEARN!)
hip hop niggas. Ha, ha. (IT'S YEARN!)
This y'all niggas can dance to.

1]
THAT!
I be a black from the 12th ward
I want bullshit niggas (?) hittin em hard
I hit em more (?) I make em run
I a lot of noise with the shit I done
I give y'all a chance to roll but y'all can't roll
Sit your ass down, let me you how it go
I thought I showed you last time, will you learn?
what you ask for, nigga, IT'S YEARN!

2]
The maniac back with another dramatic track
Crossin my path you like you a black cat
Maniac, abused, used, and
Try your and bring a pack for the horseshoes
You got nothin to lose, it just might you out a bit
Shit, I it
better off dead, goin head to head with a nigga like M-I-K-E
Your best to pack your shit
your head, bleedin bitch
Sucka you'll never get none
You better cause you only get one
Chance to a break for it
Uh huh, now or get the pow
Get the fuck out area, I'ma have to bury ya
Mo thug, I draw
Whip that ass, ya face down in the mud
Militant, I might be
But that's a risk you take when you fuck me
Headlocked, yo I dirt ya like a
Shit you go, than G.I.Joe
You ain't know? I thought you
This time you can it, it's for you
YEARN! X 3

3]
Come on, on
Well away sucker fake MCs in the place
There's only one so make no mistake
straight in your face, sucker MCs I hate
Rhymes bite you in your ass a rattlesnake
your screamin no way
Bitch you escape
I'm like a boa I kill, I suffocate
Hittin than Hitler, no slidin, no livin, no jivin
Got niggas runnin and hiding than Batman and Robin
out adversaries with rhymes I wrote
The sucker (?) I'm the
I the conductor of shive
(...?....)
like elastic, pure fantastic
Lift off and burnin MCs amino acid
Nigga don't try to battle, it's suicide
Those who time watch me I do survive
is only a suggestion, so ask no questions
Try and digest my bitch you get indigestion
Wrote this as a so you will know
Comin hard muthafuckas this
Be pussy bitches in my I brought a dime and
I'm comin strong nigga harder than He-Man
With these hands, nigga face down on the curb
YEARN!

4]
Some murderer got the to talk about me
Bitch I never of ya
That's a shame, you got the blame you're blind
You my name, the M to the Y, S-T-I, the K-A-L
Rebel, ya smell, ya fell, ya tell, ya sell, hotter than
Soft as hell, I as well SPELL!
I'm a big marine, M-I-K-E, you figure weaker me
I uniquely, how in the fuck do you plan to beat me
Ruler of hip hop, left ya shell
Scare the fuck out ya like Alfred
wanna be bothered (..?..)
I'm a rough motherfucker the 12th ward
Never left nothin undone, breakin for fun
Cocky as Paul Bunyan, have ya like onion
Flyin low, a soldier born, ya choked
Explosive, bitch I'm the one wrote this
I scream like rebel with the and snake
Your come to battle, it's not your week
I reverse my verse, I love to
You won't be the muthafucker in the back of a hearse
Stomp, pop, clap, havin the last
Then, I step back and grin at your ass
Watch me burn, can't my turn
Like, do you it?
YEARN! X 2