Luyện nghe bài hát We Shine

Artist: da ruckus f/ *echoes*

Chorus: 4x
"bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what know about this? )
"when I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> murray
"every time I pick up the I drug it (what they know about
)
"when I on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> keith murray

[verse
I'm shit, packin shit, while stackin shit
If anyone steps up shit, I'm blastin shit
You gone me, but swingin like peter parker
Motherfuck the shop, I'll the goddamn barber
Forget dreams about being with fans hugged up
You be a dope mc if you said his rhymes drugged up
I told you once, but you forget so here's a
"you couldn't be shit, if you out my asscrack"
Stop frontin kid, you know you paid
And the only mic/mike you was that kid you fought in first grade
Ain't nothin about you but your lies
So cut the shit, cause it's startin to flies
You're played like my five-year newborn toys
Don't know shit chicago, but I could still make illa noyz
Like robin I display stylish ways
rough like my face when I haven't shaved in days
Listen up, all these words take
When I and squeeze, no more mc's breathe (none)
I'm sick of this, my final dis
Fuck you dumb you ain't shit like this

2x

My smith and wessy got you layin in some alley
Got your lookin for your ass on sally jesse
We squash beef in the mo', when you breathin no more
your skull split like steven seagal
Let the cat out, flat out, a mad house
So I don't get offended when I hear my city
We to pull the gat out and set it
And you with more shit missin than a lil' kim radio edit
Stick up kids be tryin to live
You get your grill with twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage
Get the guage, cock it back, your pockets, jack
Or i'ma send you like a rocketpack
you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack
Break into your crib still shit and lock it back
Ten-year old kids be on the block with gats
Just for livin nowadays'll get you flocked with
Where I'm from...yaknow what'm sayin? , some old detroit shit
Y'all know about that shit, though. less you come
To my city, ya know what'm sayin? see we live,
we shine

2x

Mc's put detroit up in they rap
Cause us there careers wouldn't last long
So like a generation been passed on
Now it's our time to shine, put glasses on
Got these a & r's and with binoculars
in, jockin us and not jockin yours
Too groups follow trends, unoriginal
Usin loops transcend every bitch in you
Don't try to say this is a ghost town
One million rappers in bitch, they need to slow down
Evualute the situation, all the are killers
Fly out on jefferson with the drug dealers
Two years in the joint, nobody's hush
Try to say you'll put us down, but under us
Now who the are you? it's just coincidental
When your rhyme your even than the instrumental
Your just a with no backbone
Talkin shit, I got a that only pack chrome
Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, we hit
time you'll think twice of who you fuckin wit

3 and 1/4