Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

The has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with gold
We have lived in the zoo of the for so long
And like animals we kill each other for the hatred of
We must move the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance
For the horror of death, that is of our life in our neighborhood
And give them a taste of the
And when we kill the children
And the streets of death
maybe we will see our situation in a new light
And put an end the the in the ghetto and an end to the killings

[Verse Violent J]

Heard whats on in the free world
Broke out the and killed a girl
Just ta u, just to get it on
Cause im gonna be cutting throats the break of dawn
nobody get me
I've always been a psycho now coming with me
straight when we team up
cause I believe every deserves a good cut
Look in my its fucking insane
roll around naked in the rain
Rich bitch fucka me for a sucka
Now we killing you instead of each other
Walked in the house, shot him in the
Leaned the head, and pulled the brains out
My are strong its only a saw
The government fronts like dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill take the in my own hands
Cut ya down cat, cut ya
Cause i know the rich go
And im in the bushes,axe to the nogging
About 30 or 40 times,psychodelic sick with the psycho rhymes
But ya keep the in one place,
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker a taste!

two: (Nate The Mack) {Shaggy 2 Dope}]

(Fucking you up wont let you pass, you up, shot you in the ass)
{Jumped out the alleyway a muthaphucking battle axe}
{12 dead on the muthaphucking train tracks}
(Im of this shit i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya me a homeless hobo,
I'm laying on my suede couch listening to mojo)
{Snipe ya in the from a tower,
or chase ya naked ass out the shower}
catch ya on the block,
take here gat and shoot ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass a tree)
{Then swing ya by ya
{Mister drumma looking bald punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
all they brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the and thought it wouldn't last long)
{Thought we'd kill each off,
think we'd come to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The stick this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

[Verse three: Steady]

In Detroit time, time being done
not another solution
Without but wicked men
How many muthaphuckas ive know the years
Got they blown off or crippled in their fear
Now iull ya cause i been in many Schools for this
im drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime nothing to eat
So my instincts to kill in the street
Im going to war and i sent you
JumpSteady stepping the governments brainwashing
(Take it, it farther, take it far)
Dont let them even ya, cause you know who you are
Seems they dont even know the inner city crime war
Moneys on the jews in the desert but what the for
the're stupid,The mine are surrounded
Think i like to pay a lesson to a
And save a human or two
End this ghetto war for the homies that i once
ya peeping out the with ya closed eyes
(Ya peeping out the barn with ya eyes hoe)
I got a mind killing rage waiting on my
On the holes on my i craddle my gage
What ya gonna do if i show up at place
Try to ignore it time, motherfucker have a taste

four: Capitol E / Esham]

Ya need a spoonful, another wants a taste
So let me feed you the city like in a steady
Ya up to gunfire thining it was a dream
Till ya hear ya holla and ya young child scream
Everyday thang, it to ya
Just wait till you see that cracka at ya front door
Begging for money, acting like he ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but some day show ya
Catch ya at point range ya getting jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya dont how to act
But that's the life and the of a mother
everyday, one another the other
But the suburb living is class
With a high class leather city trade ya ass
And ya the rough times
Hungry people commiting crime after crime
And bitches working the for dough
Then they run to the rock sella to buy some slow
And i ya making fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) Gets ya
It's for you to crack some necks
And if dont know now, show them what to expect
Cause it dont the race or the place
Capitol E giving the city Taste

Violent J]

Yea! We heading to Birmingham,gross and beverly Hills
I you knew, cause we in a devilish mood

five: Esham]

Guess who's rolling with the ICP, That black devil straight from the D
Im heading out to birmingham,to tip off a
And for the governer to kill him and i think i can
Violent J know the way so im getcha
If ya standing in my way im wit ya
The black devil, devil ya dont know
Getting pussy than Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you my name?

Im down with notics, nuts on
So me mine cause it aint about black or white
It aint about wrong or right on night
I a cross in ya fucking face
Now homicide's got a new
So me a taste