Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Too Hard

[kung fu
They told me, what happened,
You're still young, and things like that happen
When learn, then you'll know not to make those mistakes

[Inspectah
These dudes don't want it with Deck, no, my set glow
Hate it or you love it, but you gonna respect
You ain't got to know my name, check the blood, & tears
For years, know I bang
I'm a made nigga, caking what you call a
On my own two, never taking from ya'll
What I spit, get the involved, it's wreck on the yard
It's House Gang, son, it's more than
The life that'll glamour and glitz, believe
On the flip side, nigga, it's hammers and clips
Wanna live in fashion and rich, so we scramble the strip
Camouflage, with they hand on the
Ain't nothing stop kid from getting his due
No, your feets not big enough to fit in his
I don't rock what you rap, niggas, be pole
On 'the wire', not HBO
under fire, edge around the way we know
They know they time up, guess that's why hate me so
But yo, they will never take me though, I had to go
Montana, licking, sniffing blow
Still I be Hard to Kill like
Warrior built, big shield and sword
One Six it, doing it, king size
Salutations, respecting the king eyes
For those that my lead, attract to the light
At the same time, the speed
I'm so dope, I can it free
The influential, modern day murderous he

Yo, deep in the bungalo, the motherload
Carving my own path, taking road
I a son to soul, he brought the troops with him
It sounds presidential, I got the serum
Don't want the booth near him, in the sabotage
I'm on the patio, in my camouflage
And my hard, the Wolverine skeleton
I be the man, snatching on the other brand
But on the hand, light up the darkness
I'm fried, nigga, yeah, I'm heartless
My is a hole in the wall, nigga
me the rock, stop holding the ball
I told you before, worser conditions
Chessboxing, nigga, mic's a dead position

[Masta
Aiyo, time to make cash dinero
I'm to the Summer Jam concert to bash your hero
Lie up in your bedroom, smash bureu
We for the money, man, pass the Euro
to pesos, pass the yen
And, we want to have to ask again
Cuz we ain't be laughing then
These three men, take on whole staff and win
Look, labels stay messing with a cat's
And weighs on me heavy like Rasputia
But I keep spitting like a shortshop
I'mma be sitting at the table the cork pop
You gon' be sitting at the table with a
Lacking on the beat a short cop
It's your boy Ace, own
All you rap dudes, please stay home, come on