Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

You better recognize what. snatchh your fuckin' head from your neck.
Up it's the cold blooded sin. strickly murder. legion of 94. word 'em
Up this is how we do that shit. techs to record son. shit. fuck that
Shit. word 'em up how we're always been.

50
Yo check it, I feel the vibe like
Collaborate on niggas brains and you ass like a sinse'
My death sentense is
I black out like joe ripken niggas the floor like the chamber
The authorist transmits for no repent
And activate the plan the pentagon
So listen close like musical
The l.o.d. is deep then the niggas under the
I crack million script like an archetict
And execute like the when I inflict death
I got the creepiest slang in this
And the industry so mysteriously
Coming with the funk from I creep straight for juggelars
And rap caps for all you motherfuckers
Walk the bloody streets with 19 shots in the
Niggas be scared to 50 grand like medusa
The shit I is like gin and juice when it blend
Scenes from toni braxton you'll never again
I rhyme without to reason, niggas is guilty of treason
Who's to blame but the to the doom

With punk niggas we got so
(l.o.d. about to it to the streets)
On the mic we definatly got so
(l.o.d. to take it to the streets)

Ron
Roy jay go the wickedest mystic flow
a homicidal clique, yo e make that psycopathic mix
I hits for the hecks or the that causes conflict in the script
Beeotch my style set on fire to venus
My soul the universe while I'm sleepin'
I'm creepin' makin' myself develop with the
Electronic million man the mic bionic
So you can feel it in your nerves when I blast off the suburbs
Conduct ? with electrofying words
I freak to them suicidal tracks backs
Niggas scarred fakin' fuckin' heart
Oooh I'm comin' through the crowd
Niggas static yo I got the gun pazoow, wizoow, word up

50
I got the slaughter for your brains drive you
that shit

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Keith
The incobation of my creation
Is instantaniously with my accumulation
me as I bust thee, lyrical homicidal shit from keith murray
If I had 24 hours to and one wish
I wouldn't wish for no damn
I'd start going wild like davis
The funk vigalante from the l.o.d.
Gets funky freakly and fluently
And as greek mythology on level z
six million ways to die
And eight million stories in the naked city and all them shits are
So I keep my wittiest ironist
Psychosis bloodiest flow
Comin' from out orbit deep space 9's wiggle my shit
Meltin' down like synthetic acid
half steppin' fession' through a section
And get the midsection of your brain
With mad man expression, no quesion and no guessin'

Yo 40 dreams and blunts for witches. that's what we got for them
Niggas. yo lets get on it get off it. l.o.d. we forfit.
A-yo it out. l.o.d. is the niggas man. a-yo put your money where your
Mouth is at nigga yeah. I you rockin' dazie dukes and reebok pumps
Nigga yeah, yeah. l.o.d. style for 94 yeah and on