Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

The time has for the blood
To run into the streets with gold
We lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long
And animals we kill each other
For the hatred of
We must move into the
And the rich for their ignorance

For the of death
That is part of our in our neighborhood
And give a taste of the same
And when we the governments' children
And the streets smell of
then we will see our situation in a new light
And put an end the the chaos in the ghetto and an end to the

Heard going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and a girl
Just ta you, just to get it on
'Cause I'm gonna be cutting till the
Break of dawn, nobody get me
I've always been a psycho now coming with me

That's straight when we up
'Cause I believe every throat a good cut
Look in my it's fucking insane
around naked in the acid rain
Rich fucka took me for a sucka
Now we killing you instead of killing each

Walked in the house, him in the mouth
back the head and pulled the brains out
My list are strong it's a saw
The government fronts like they don't what is going on

Fuck, I'll take the in my own hands
Cut ya cat, cut ya down
'Cause I know the rich go
And I'm in the bushes, axe to the nogging

About 30 or 40 times, psychedelic sick the
Psycho psycho
But ya the killer in one place
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker a taste

Fucking you up let you pass
you up, shot you in the ass
Jumped out the alleyway with a battle axe
12 dead bodies on the muthaphucking tracks
I'm of this shit, I see on the TV
They psychopathics and I see me

And ya me a homeless hobo
While I'm laying on my suede listening to Mojo
ya in the head from a tower
Or chase ya ass clear out the shower
Finally catch ya on the
Take this here gat and ya in the eye

Who ya wit governor E?
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a
swing ya by ya foot
Mister Drumma looking headed punk, bitch

to the banquet party
Drank all they brew then shot
They set it up created the ghetto
And thought it last long
Thought we'd kill each other off think
We'd to the suburbs, jackoff
The clowns stick this knife in ya face, motherfucker, a taste

In Detroit time
Time being done without not solution
nothing but wicked men
How muthaphuckas I've know through the years
Got they necks blown off or crippled in their

Now I 'll tell ya 'cause I been in schools for this
I'm drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to kill in the

I'm going to war and I sent you
Jumpsteady stepping over the governments'
(Take it, take it farther, it far)
let them even judge ya, 'cause you know who you are

Seems they don't even know about the inner city war
Money's on the Jews in the desert but what the for
Damn stupid, the mine are surrounded
Think I like to pay a
To a and save a human life or two

End this ghetto war for the homies that I knew
Ya peeping out the barn with ya eyes
(Ya peeping out the barn ya closed eyes, hoe)
I got a mind killing waiting on my change
On the on my jacket I cradle my gage
What ya gonna do if I show up at your
Try to ignore it this time, have a taste

Ya a spoonful, another wants a little taste
So let me you the city like in a steady pace
Ya wake up to thinking it was a dream
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya young scream

thang, thank it to ya
Just wait you see that cracka at ya front door naked
for money, acting like he know ya
Ya slam the in fear, but some day he'll show ya

Catch ya at point range ya getting jacked
(Come up wit it, bitch)
Now ya know how to act
But that's the and the experience of a mother

Happens everyday, one after the
But the suburb living is high
With a class leather city trade with ya ass
And ya the rough times
Hungry homeless committing crime after crime

And bitches working the pike for
Then they run to the rock sella to buy some rocks
And I ya making fun of that ICP
(What's up E?)
Gets ya

It's time for you to some necks
And if they don't know now, show them to expect
'Cause it don't the race or the place
Capitol E giving the city taste
Yea, We heading to Birmingham, Pointe and Beverly Hills
I you knew, 'cause we in a devilish mood

Guess who's rolling the ICP
black devil coming straight from the D
I'm out to Birmingham to tip off a German
And for the governor to kill him and I think I can
Violent J the way so I'm gonna getcha

If ya standing in my way I'm wit ya
The black devil, that devil ya don't
Getting pussy than Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you my name?

I'm down with notics, nuts on
So give me mine 'cause it ain't black or white
It about wrong or right on devil's night
I a cross in ya fucking face
Now homicide's got a new case so me a taste