Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

The Time has come for the to run into the streets paved with gold
We lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long
And like animals we each other for the hatred of others
We must move into the suburbs and the rich for their ignorance
For the horror of death, is part of our life in our neighborhood
And them a taste of the same
And we kill the governments children
And the streets of death
maybe then we will see our 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 asylum and killed a
Just ta warm u, to get it on
im gonna be cutting throats till the break of dawn
Can't get me
I've always been a psycho now they coming me
straight when we team up
cause I believe every throat deserves a cut
Look in my brain its insane
around naked in the acid rain
Rich bitch fucka took me for a
Now we killing you of killing each other
in the house, shot him in the mouth
Leaned back the head, and the brains out
My list are strong its a saw
The government fronts they dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill take the matter in my own
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 the killer 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 battle axe}
{12 dead on the muthaphucking train tracks}
(Im sick of this i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya calling me a hobo,
while I'm laying on my couch listening to mojo)
ya in the head from a tower,
or chase ya naked ass out the shower}
{Finally ya on the block,
take this gat and shoot ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit E?
Don't ya know hang ya dead ass from a tree)
swing ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma looking headed punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
all they brew}
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the and thought it wouldn't last long)
{Thought kill each other off,
didn't we'd come to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The stick this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

three: Jump Steady]

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

[Verse Capitol E / Esham]

Ya need a spoonful, another 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 ya neighbors holla and ya young child scream
thang, thank it to ya
Just wait till you see that cracka at ya front door
for money, acting like he know ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but some day he'll ya
Catch ya at blank range ya getting jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya know how to act
But that's the life and the experience of a
Happends everyday, one another the
But the suburb is high class
With a high leather city trade with ya ass
And show ya the rough
Hungry homeless commiting crime after crime
And bitches the pike for dough
Then they run to the sella to buy some rocks slow
And i hear ya fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) ya bats
It's time for you to crack necks
And if they dont know now, show them what to
Cause it dont the race or the place
E giving the inner city Taste

[Interlude: J]

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

[Verse Esham]

Guess rolling with 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
Violent J know the way so im gonna
If ya standing in my way im wit ya
The devil, that devil ya dont know
Getting more pussy than Bel Biv
Hey man do you my name?

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