Luyện nghe bài hát Stronghold Grip

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[Immortal
Immortal Technique, Pen
Swave motherfucker (get 'em right now!)

I government spies and murderers
wrapped in plastic like Dominican
I put the iron in you, like the of Earth's curvature
And your block turn into the, border of Serbia
My flow's than juiced-up players in baseball
And beat you in the head like a with an 8-ball
You got Stockholm Syndrome, and that's why I hate
Cause you be up the industry while they rape y'all

[Poison
Yeah, I out (spaz out) and beat the shit out niggaz
You fag out (fag out) and the jizz out niggaz
(check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check)
Get a ducat and and recovered and break neck
Bed-Stuy, BestBuy, clique and the {?}
Rip up the pavement, throw the whole on you
Pop up, you get it
Ricky in "Boyz N the Hood," stoppin to scratch a lotto ticket

[Swave
Yo, I feel the sudden surge given me the urge to speak (yo up?)
Scream somethin that's absurd and disturb the (fuck y'all!)
to throw a hot verse to beats
You see the music I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my release
I'm not the Swave you knew, I'm a whole new person
More assertive and aggressive, my attitude
I raise hell on earth
rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up like Gerald Levert, bitch!

[Chorus: Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, Swave
[I.T.] tighten the grip, on the underground
[P.P.] I fight holdin my brothers down
[S.S.] You done started, with the motherfucker now
[I.T.] to the cause and we loyal, we don't fuck around
[P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole fuckin
[I.T.] Secretly run, by commercial now
[S.S.] So while you little step-and-fetch niggaz run
[all] Controlled demolition, we bringin the down!

[Immortal
Immortal Technique nigga, I'm the type to
Cause me and my dogs fight to the death like Michael
And I don't hit women so I'm not mangle your wiz
A prostitute an AIDS race'll handle the biz

Pen]
Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a spray
If that's a K, yo' punk-ass infected with leprosy
Leave you beyond, recognition beat and indecent
you with your plastic surgeon for a remix

[Swave
Yo, aiyyo I'm hard-bodied it
And these scars, contusions, concussions,
and you suffer from; I probably did it
You ain't spit, I put a hit out on your mother
fuck up you and your four brothers

[Immortal
You play Scarface when a in the room
But you more Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon"

Pen]
ASCAP clappin 'em, all rap traps
Snatch that diamonds off your neck, 50 dead Africans

Sevah]
Yo, dude is truly a joke
That stuff got you feelin tough, must be +Peruvian Coke+

[I.T.] We Cold War syndrome, it shatters the bones
[P.P.] Spray my dependance on your face when it splatters you on
[S.S.] in submission holds and choked 'til you tap out
[I.T.] And shut your party like Whitney Houston's crackhouse
[P.P.] Stronghold, and direct up in your set
[S.S.] The habitual steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech

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