Luyện nghe bài hát Manifique

If heads knew!

I make of murder and mayhem for all of them
And ballads for sweet chariots
My second return like a unstoppable
With wings my ears, ring your when you speak of me in vein

Enter the like a big bread winner
So L.O.D. can eat that ass up for
I come with high potent deadly
Avenue corrodin' street shit to get you open

Niggas stunts like Jackie Chan
Not knowin' that they with the demolition man
I'm seen on screens and
Pump, pump but to Queens
(Don't sleep)

I hollar, 'Allah U Akbar', my peeps hold me
In the roughest pair of Timbs that ever touched the
Huh, how's a broken jaw
It's Keith Murray and I'm comin' in with the raw

When I'm alone in my
I stare at the wall
And in the back of my
I hear my conscience
Keith

Rock, on

Original rules, original rules, original
rules, original rules, original rules

Now here we go again, soundin' crazy but contagious
The sickest entertainer puttin' your though strainers
We the choc', don't be afraid of the dark
Mentals get hit cells spark

Pappers swear, they got the jam on the shelf
But they don't believe that they own goddamn self
year, I was underrated but I stay dedicated
I'm so dedicated, I my eyes, I'm incarcerated

Niggas was at the shit you was kickin'
But all you did was the chicken
I'm taking over like the psychic
I got the drop on all you niggas out there claimin' that you do

But the truth and it kills you to listen
the sound of hollow point tip bullets whistlin'
Every little breath you
little gesture you make
Every little jack you

I be the mic gladiator
Pop on records, I'll cut your fingers off later

When I'm in my room
I stare at the wall
And in the of my mind
I hear my conscience
Keith

I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I at the wall
And in the back of my
I my conscience call
Murray

Pump the new smash platinum single the star spangled banner
Illustratin' grammar in a manner
Texas chainsaw cuts hard to the
Makin' sure, they don't try to battle me no

You seem to believe, all you need is a and a dream
To defeat the all great microphone supreme
But up 'cuz you playin' with the game of death
I'll smoke your body, ashes in a blunt and leave no evidence
Straight ashes, dust to dust

I got you in my clutch, there's nothing further to discuss
And it's scary though the eeriest voice on the radio
Is in your hometown doin' the
With the technique I'm usin' choosin'

Got more than D'Angelo crusin'
With poisonous
Oh my God, I get in 'em
Turn 'em out give 'em something to talk about

When I'm alone in my
I stare at the wall
And in the back of my
I my conscience call
Keith