Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

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

one: Violent J]

Heard whats going on in the free
out the asylum and killed a girl
Just ta u, just to get it on
im gonna be cutting throats till the break of dawn
Can't get me
I've always a psycho now they coming with me
That's straight we team up
cause I believe every deserves a good cut
Look in my brain its fucking
roll naked in the acid rain
Rich bitch fucka took me for a
Now we you instead of killing each other
Walked in the house, him in the mouth
Leaned back the head, and the brains out
My are strong its only a saw
The fronts like they dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill the matter in my own hands
Cut ya down cat, cut ya
Cause i know the rich go
And im waiting in the bushes,axe to the
About 30 or 40 times,psychodelic with the psycho psycho rhymes
But ya keep the in one place,
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker a taste!

[Verse two: (Nate The Mack) {Shaggy 2

(Fucking you up let you pass, fucking you up, shot you in the ass)
{Jumped out the alleyway with a muthaphucking battle
{12 dead on the muthaphucking train tracks}
(Im sick of this shit i see on the TV,they psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya calling me a hobo,
while I'm 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 this here gat and ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya know I'll ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then swing ya by ya
drumma looking bald headed punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
all they brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the ghetto and thought it last long)
{Thought we'd kill other off,
didn't think we'd to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The clowns this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

[Verse three: Jump

In Detroit doing time, time being
not another solution
Without but wicked men
How many ive know through the years
Got they necks blown off or in their fear
Now iull tell ya cause i been in many Schools for
Cause im drawn by the vision and close my hand a fist
in the crime with nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to in the street
Im to war and i sent you caution
JumpSteady stepping over the governments
(Take it, it farther, take it far)
let them even judge ya, cause you know who you are
Seems they even know about the inner city crime war
Moneys on the in the desert but what the fuck for
Damn the're stupid,The are surrounded
Think i like to pay a to a gallon
And save a human or two
End this ghetto war for the homies that i once
ya peeping out the barn ya closed eyes
(Ya peeping out the barn with ya closed hoe)
I got a mind rage waiting on my change
On the holes on my jacket i my gage
ya gonna do if i show up at your place
Try to ignore it this time, motherfucker have a

[Verse four: Capitol E /

Ya need a spoonful, wants a little taste
So let me feed you the city like in a steady
Ya wake up to thining it was a dream
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya child scream
Everyday thang, it to ya
wait till you see that cracka at ya front door naked
Begging for money, acting like he ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but some day he'll ya
Catch ya at point blank range ya getting
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya dont how to act
But that's the life and the experience of a
everyday, one another the other
But the suburb is high class
With a high class leather city with ya ass
And show ya the times
homeless people commiting crime after crime
And bitches working the pike for
Then they run to the rock sella to buy rocks slow
And i hear ya fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) ya bats
time for you to crack some necks
And if they dont know now, them what to expect
it dont matter the race or the place
Capitol E giving the inner city

[Interlude: J]

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

[Verse Esham]

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

Im down with notics, on train
So give me mine it aint about black or white
It aint about wrong or on Devil's night
I burn a in ya fucking face
Now got a new case
So give me a