Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

I wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yep, I'm the one ya
Reppin rojo on Jimmy had some disturbed
But niggas know we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no we go
Dummy Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must the check
It's enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a
to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a
And murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and the weak twerps
You can't the durka
to, insert the work inside of the earth
I disperse the to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, for
these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life a script from this rhyme
Music's divine, this is my rifle
There any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind

I wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yo, I Got the call Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group the best rhymes
That the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of flex rhymes
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep
the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look it got a fog machine
My look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team

Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the lit
I make change I see fit
I don't play like I don't see
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, it that way and it's a poem
And stay away from the and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up it, better know it
MVP, valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss goal that you don't shoot for
And time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's colors when I dream
And then you realize, not as scary as it seems
Molly's for

I give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Ain't nobody handle me, heated a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to you
trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a view
Security let Allahu Akbar through, ooh