Luyện nghe bài hát Game Face

Hey yo, chuck, yo the if sleepin', G
We got to wake up yo
Hey yo, goin' down, baby
Let everybody know how it's goin' down,

The way this goes is simple, from this day forth
Anything to deal with rap, off
It's the players, no pay offs, strictly skills
(Uh)
If brain's the same you'll stick to your deals
And this field ain't about sellin' a
the run of the mill, so just be tellin' the real
It ain't like a third time appeal
'Til the God scolds him and him to deal

I'll you to write, maybe allow you to bite
If you're down to fight the power the power to fight
Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb
the alarm, now the squads with me
From way back I show now when I speak this
Mentally strong to this hit in my speeches given
Now from the beginnin' 'til I reach the endin'
My short stories winnin' and the beats spinnin'

You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We ain't for the
We for the
I wake up everyday with my face on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I wake up with my game face on

Break harder than ever, my lead
Through the fast lane in the game, follow my speed
ease off the gas or floor it
You ain't ready to get it, I dunno why they keep for it
This the P.E., ain't no castin' for it
Cop lights, camera, no action for it
Get the uncut raw, we somewhat
Hip like a chess game, discussin' the war

Strategize, move like
When it's go and your do', just cash mine
time we welcomed y'all to the terror dome
Used the mic to reach out and touch, instead of the
I from the rear, stayin' from clear
can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the
From this on, the rest of '98, put it in high gear

You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I up everyday with my game face on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I up everyday with my game face on

I saw it comin', premeditated world domination
Rough this war head, detonate it
I'm forbidden, so I stay hittin' up
For givin' the the truth, 360 proof
So world look before this took
I curl under my arm
charm and learn about this world's chucks
Revelation the world cooks, I spit gold versus the pearl
The first album made the world

Got 'em snatchin', robbin', thievin', stealin'
Believe in pleadin' reason for treason, it for years
My criminal thing attract an accomplice to grub
Results measures
And the death of joy, the death of treasure
From the abyss, the greatest I played on the world
Was leadin' them to believe my clit didn't exist
I extended the list
Revolutioned every raised by a clenchin' fist

Yeah that's right, again
Smooth the hustler, and he ain't no crowd
Straight up slim
Yo, baby, you to get with him
Flava flav, Chuck D, Public Enemy, smooth the
We out the door, baby