Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

I give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yep, I'm the one ya
Reppin on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face look like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a
the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost
I low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for
So I get sick with it, I make a dig it
when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a
Tryin to a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I a lyric
And I'mma murder I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak
You can't hurt the
First to, insert the work inside of the
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya
Squirt ya (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the so never will it stop
Y'all can't beat me nothing, except for
these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a from this rhyme
done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind

I give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yo, I Got the from Tech N9ne
He needed from the group with the best rhymes
That the heat up off of yo ass and grind
all of them flex rhymes
I get love in city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' time
I look at clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya is cheap
up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, prolly why you wanna haul my team

Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the lit
I make change I see fit
I don't play like I don't see
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it way and it's a poem
And stay from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, know it
MVP, most valuable poet, the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you every goal that you don't shoot for
And time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors I dream
And then you realize, it's not as as it seems
for pussies

I give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I try to kill everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Ain't nobody me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to you
Never trip with and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was and I got scars through
in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' from a rockstar view
Security level let Akbar through, ooh