Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Keyser Soze, always the suspect
No check, all I got in this is my respect
And southern pride I be, checkin' my fuckin'
Scared, lookin' up in your face, Boy I see
If you test like SAT, then I that we may be
in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that wrong to fuck with, wouldn't I
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken

Only the twenty mojo, flow zone like Flo Jo
I to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The hit like Beat Street, Krush Groove and Breakin'
bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you waitin'
For the second coming funny how flies when you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that perfect
To be doper than Saddam the Nation of Islam
Fuck the police and the dogs, that dope up out your car
I they overstep they boundaries
OJ, not guilty, that's how found he

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', raining at the same time
I kept on rhymin', not
Storm cats and dogs my catalog be the size of golf balls
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you hoggs
And Roscoe P. people, who could boost my locomotive
But enough of that everyone can rap unless they supposed to
I use my gift of gab to and brag in every rhyme I
Compose y'all get sick of that

I know I do when I hear those
Flows that hip hop, you find that shit in the gift shop
But to each his own, my is gon'
Keep that up outta my zone
Long as you happy then I'm
Even if you just hate my fuckin' guts go and damp me
Cause I'm gon' you anyway and then go home
And pray for yo' ass later 'cause we need you in this war
I'm on you traitors like that