Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Boroughs

Yo yo new KRS y'all, Maximum Strength
5 Boroughs of we rep to death
Yo Kris, set it for The Bronx..

We hit em and get em, we em and jig em
we pick em and em
Flippin whip and I'm wing-clippin them lip
cause I'm cold of them
Much than them lyrically trickin and my Tribe
be on a Quest Tip and them
On avenue puttin the full clip in em
Splittin and strippin em down while a round
into them soundclash see them, just begginin them
Get rid of bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't consider them
In the new we killin them
Breeze Deep, and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em
Many battles we been in now we rebuildin them
We blaze, them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We styles, other be stealin them

You got a good rise in rolodex, who flow is next?
Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your
Inhale it and hold that, it out when I say let go; let's see
if you can hold breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and it comin
Then bring it back, another stack, of raps to blow your back out
How many of wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse

Let's take a walk through Crown
Steppin the city at night, with the ? and two mic
Form a lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs
Head back to Brooklyn in the
Back on the block, I see the cops everybody
Buckshot, you see the rocks, me I got you shocked
Why You see the recipe
Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga}

Murray]
I'm C-I, L-I, F-L-Y
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay fly and high
Where a slut'll get mad if you her a {bitch}
And a rat'll get mad if you call her a
Where the rich emerge, with the from the ditch
And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, herbs
Yo this is for my on the block all day
Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for to pay
Put your money on it, yo we never
Long Island got some of the best that ever done it
Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch
{Niggaz} comin through not stand a chance
From Roosevelt to Freeport to to Uniondale
Comin deep from the depths of
I'm serious, even though you see me smilin
Rough enough to break New York Long Island

We destroy {niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, and rice
about a G a night, they can't read or write
But I got every and type, you need a dyke, babygirl I see the light
But sometime get crimey crimey, grimy grimy
But those a tiny hiney they get whiny whiny
So guard girl, Harlem World, cock the gun, pop it son
Fila fam, illa players, Killa Cam is the man

[?]
Uptown massive, Uptown the
Uptown let the ? kali, no
trestle, Uptown of course
I grab you ? got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up North ? hurt no de boss
And if dem me off dey are a bunch of ghosts
And if dem gal are up, well den dem da gal are boss
De rap try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can call me
I put a rap to in all de ? crew
And if da gal a ? ? the rainbow
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Priest]
Yo, hit you with the force of an horse
your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged
Witcha back cracked the canvas, leavin mountains slanted
Rock the of the axle, crabs who
Polar beneath the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin like the Lil' Rascals
dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasin {motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in
{motherfuckers} through walls, stompin through floors
and jumpin elevator shafts
Searchin for {ass}, stayin low in the grass
Wearin a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in plastic
On like a savage goin mad
Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo!

Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put on it
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep
Take over party, slamdance witcha hood
Took your ladies back to the projects us
Then sent her back on the Q-train home
Satisfied, she learned the to my thug song
See we one big borough of Dons firearms
And we use those, til the man act
other than he's 'sposed to, what I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, damn near dat
get pissed at

From the, tip of my Timbs, to my
The hostile, english, E widemouth
Get PCP fiends, jumpin off
And if you had the balls, you'd be off stiff
My paragraph alone is worth mics (uh-huh)
A song LP, that's thirty-six mics (uh-huh)
And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I on your snipe
and tell you {fuck you} and {bitch} on your bike
City!!

[Reverand
Aiyyo.. now it
Never try me I'm grimy so don't deny me
I be Little like Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney
Buy me keys, to my and my Coupe
Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, the name of my group
(now it up)
to the rhythm of the rhyme
I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you
Never drivin by nine, never up a dime if you was
Never been that
If you really test me, brother don't stress me
Or you be bowlin
It's Reverand like a Jesse, brother that's me
and that's my colon

The five boroughs of death, we rep to
aside little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's down the moment we inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you the M.O., it gets real
the five boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin down the moment we inside the
rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets hot