Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

The Time has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with
We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so
And like animals we kill each for the hatred of others
We must move into the and punish the rich for their ignorance
For the of death, that is part of our life in our neighborhood
And give a taste of the same
And when we kill the children
And the streets of death
then 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 one: J]

whats going on in the free world
Broke out the and killed a girl
Just ta warm u, to get it on
Cause im gonna be cutting throats till the break of
Can't get me
I've always been a psycho now they with me
That's when we team up
I believe every throat deserves a good cut
Look in my its fucking insane
roll around naked in the acid
Rich bitch took me for a sucka
Now we killing you instead of killing other
Walked in the house, shot him in the
back the head, and pulled the brains out
My list are strong its a saw
The government fronts like they 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 sick the psycho psycho rhymes
But ya the killer in one place,
But I'm at ya door, have 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 with a muthaphucking battle axe}
{12 dead bodies on the muthaphucking tracks}
(Im sick of this shit i see on the TV,they showing 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 clear out the
{Finally ya on the block,
take this here gat and shoot ya in the
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya know I'll ya dead ass from a tree)
swing ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma looking bald headed bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
all they brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the ghetto and it wouldn't last long)
we'd kill each other off,
didn't think we'd to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The clowns stick knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

three: Jump Steady]

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

[Verse Capitol E / Esham]

Ya a spoonful, another wants a little taste
So let me you the city like in a steady pace
Ya up to gunfire thining it was a dream
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya young child
thang, thank it to ya
Just till you see that cracka at ya front door naked
Begging for money, like he know ya
Ya slam the in fear, but some day he'll show ya
ya at point blank range ya getting jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya dont how to act
But that's the and the experience of a mother
Happends everyday, one another the
But the suburb living is class
With a high class leather city with ya ass
And show ya the rough
Hungry homeless people commiting crime 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 now, show them what to expect
Cause it dont matter the or the place
Capitol E giving the inner Taste

[Interlude: J]

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

[Verse Esham]

Guess who's rolling the ICP, That black 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
J know the way so im gonna getcha
If ya in my way im getting wit ya
The black devil, that devil ya dont
Getting pussy than Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you my name?

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