Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

You
Through humbles
Tru on da track like that y'know?
Been in this rap for like the past
Four bullets now,
bids, yea yea
I done peeped a cats come through
cats, stray cats, ha ha
Top cats with top hats, ya know I'm sayin'?
But it all down to this, we talkin' lyrics
Rhymes, for line, numero uno
Who the I don't know
it

Flame on, I rain fire, Johnny Storm
I'm like live wire, you have been warned
I prolong next chamber to make it strong
And all them doubters wrong

Killin' 'em softly with this song, on
Let them toes get they tag on, dead men run no
On my shift, that gift, knowin' he snitched
On the telethon, runnin' his lips, sinkin' the

Give back what his mother gave him, made him
And now she even save him, Johnny blaze 'em
Send him to his restin'
Back to the essence, Faces of Death, The Lesson

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know

Who got Blaze shit? Suckin' my dick to get famous
So I switch blades to
Welcome to my chambers
Torture chambers where John remain nameless, hear me?

I know Def Jam, but think clearly
I made it for y'all cats to come near me
Keep your enemies, and your heat closer
I slam just my culture on all theories

Dead that, off the meat rack with this one
You get burned playin' Nix-on, Hot
Stand back, don't make me spit one, and paint
On the walls of your mental, with hot lead from out these

Iron lung since I was and not knowin'
Where the meal was comin' from, been troublesome
To all posin' a threat
If I go, everybody gotta go next, y'all know

The code of the soldier, I'm watchin' time
And watchin' me colder, Grim Reaper
Breathin' on my shoulder
Waitin' for the day to take me over, take me

Toture, toture,
torture
Y'all know

That you can never touch my flow, go ahead and me
Still tryin' to fuck my hoe,
Got me in a of shit, and now I'm pissed
Mama said there'd be days this

Tis the seazon for and my pen's bleedin'
Leavin' kids breathin' for sneak-thievin'
Famished from lack of eatin' and of teachin'
Banished from and Reason for high treason

Can it be that the kid with the knees
Got G to a grown man cop plea
For this track I got a lovebug like
Blow back until I Tical Part 3

Ain't no stoppin' when you me, John Jay
Pullin' your card, mayday,
Niggaz owe they life to God, and now payday
Take it how ya wanna take it, fully clothed or

I learned the hard way, ain't sacred
In this world, time to face it, basic
Instinct, I'm sure to it
While fake it

the spotlight, G O D already got light
Say you like, just spell my name right
No doubt, this one out, to all you trout-fish
Cake niggaz, keep my dick up out mouth

Toture, toture,
Motherfuckin'
Y'all know