Luyện nghe bài hát Stress Rap

Yo the NY got a nigga feelin' shitty
Tryin' to make it through the
Niggas bubble in the jungle selling crack by the
Yo these raps hunt you like a cat in the jungle
lines off the humble

Make your whole crumble, what the fuck made you fumble?
In these streets where they fuck you like the face of a
I every evening, trapped in the Eden, starvin', never eatin'
Yo I stay bleedin', while you jakes stay tryin' to freedom
I'm just a brother tryin' break even

through these odd days watchin' every snake breathin'
Ready to deface the [Incomprehensible] at
I'm tryin' to reshape the meaning of life, flowing on mics
Blowing you types off of the earth, livin' it worse, holdin' our
to burst on the first thinking he got it
Yo, the apple stays

rap, this applies to where we rest at
NY City full with but stressed cats
That test that flame of yours, but not ready
When we aim, the war's absolute retaliation against all, all for
(Starvin' Harlem)

Yo, yo, Elohim, with the rhyme and when the lyrics
Leave the mouth they look like light beams with
to mic I say fly rhymes read between the lines
Aire lines, the beat be tryin' to sex me and marry me
I'm talking white picket fence and a of Vasts
stand behind me, and reflect reality

Stage master of ceremonies and when the
Seven magnificent walked in raisin' to lower heaven
We all the crevices, brothers is mad
I wear knowledge like a third degree, burn, the match
Put it to the rhyme book, make sure it all in the urn
The cream of life, and rhymes are butter that in which I churn

Stupid, you could say masculine thoughts are homosexual
'Cause they blow heads like dead clothes designer
All men were equal, Emcees are uneven
Ask blind man Steven if he's even seen how the sunset
That's something you couldn't feel with a braille

I'm hear to smack your ear long, so hum along
Let's communicate with rhythm, tell 'em to come
You'll get smacked right in the kisser Jackie Gleason
And watch sun, set it off like light decreasing, oh
sun set it off like light decreasing

Stress rap, this applies to where we at
NY City full with but stressed cats
That wanna test that flame of yours, but not
we aim, the war's absolute retaliation against all, all for real

What's going on? Everything wrong in the ghetto
Cops Desert Storm on blocks lettin' off and gettin'
Off on the ease on the corner D's hop out of
V's and 'till we on our knees, we po' on ice
Put us in the freeze on the of bloody beasts, hoodies and fiends

I stay muddy in a sleaze with Oz's, breathin' through the vein
Got my whole frame froze tryin' to escape hold off the L
They got ice in my grill and I'm and all I need is for them
To unlawfully search me, throw me in a cell, thirty
With thoughts hurtin', searchin' for freedom, we to get it
And we stay bleedin' that, one time I'll scream phoenix

Yo, it's the starvin', Harlem, rap magician
Chained underwater, in seconds the body's missing
Snake in the grass at six feet you can hear him
I got a with your mouth, so I don't listen

Stress rap, you got one, I got
You do yours, I do mine, but I'm alive
They used to me crazy Joe, had a bazooka
Now they can me Batman, beyond your maneuvers

Shit, I'm Atoms Fam to the marrow
Fuck a soul, even God this body is hollow
You love New York, but New don't love you
You're a toy with Lucille Ball's hairdo

On the mic it's all and I got short sleeves
And I'm just nice, I might let you breathe
Put a mic in front of me, and I'm gonna it
Hummingbird style, times in one second
style, seventy times in one second

Stress rap, applies to where we rest at
NY full with nothing but stressed cats
That test that flame of yours, but not ready
When we aim, the war's absolute against all, all for real

Stress rap, this to where we rest at
NY City full with nothing but cats
That wanna test flame of yours, but not ready
we aim, the war's absolute retaliation against all, all for real