Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

Emcee's, no time out, time to rhyme out
You've dug your own grave, now you must out
Dig out, crawl out, hide from the
when I get mad, I go all out

Ice cooler than the cube, dude
And I'm micin', boy, I'm know to get rude
Criminal background, it's time to get
I use a silencer, don't like the sound

Off my mic blast, you better run
The punk that popped junk passed
on his grave, laughed, jumped in my stretch
Signed his an autograph

Syndicate boy, I fool out
full grown, school's out
You try to diss? I think you better out
'Cause your is smoke, if we ever duel out

This jam is directed, to all of who expected
For me to cold be but now I'm highly respected
And now ears are infected with dollar signs I've collected
punks, I said it

Take a

Take it personal, punk, I'm to you
And if they agree you, then your crew too
I never diss an emcee, I 'em all good luck
But if you me to my face, duck

My style ramble, you shouldn't gamble
your grill, I got a fist like an anvil
I a record, lock it on the topic
Evil and IZ dog the track, we drop it

Record stores rock it, it, fans buy it
People never heard of Ice-T try it
Then you try to diss? You got
I got gold on my and gold on my wall

in my fingers, gold in my ear
When this spinnin', gold's what you hear
Toy, ain't Christmas, no time to play
I ain't no child, punk, you'll get

Illin' on a
You must a pine box to go chill in
Buried deep, creep, no one weep
'Cause the night with your bitch I'll sleep

Take it

I ain't East coast, West coast, new style or old
You wanna about me? Check police files
Get out my face or you might have a one
Brass prints? Yes, I used some

I ain't here to boast, I do that
When I it's straight dope, pure facts
I rock hard but still called a new
But talk shit, sure to get heard cracked

I drink or smoke or do dumb drugs
But my posse's still labeled thugs
L.A.P.D's got all my boy's
Can't use my phone for the bugs

I live in privacy, like suckers hawking me
reporters, some think they can talk for me
Lies, misquotes, changin' all my around
But if I catch'em on the they'll get beat down

They get for hype-type publicity
They don't think twice, about me
But that's a mistake, with tha syndicate you mess
I hope those reporters wear vests

Take that

Now, the words I speak to some may sound
But I'll explain, it's mathematical
You diss, I diss, this is creates an
You reply to my diss, this is called a

I reply to diss, this is called a battle
Not intelligent, not very
So I battle, I just put heads out
A line is always the direct route

I write clear, to leave no doubt
even have to say who I'm speakin' about
You who you are, you just jealous
you hear my records are million sellers

Try to say I'm wack, out on the
While your whole crew is jockin' my
See me on T.V. and in the
See me at a jam, and catch