Luyện nghe bài hát 300 Bars

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad you could make it out
It's kinda funny how this whole thing came
I got some shit on my mind it's time to it out
So grab a seat and pay attention to I'm sayin now
You the deal, mic check, 1, 2
shit'll never be the same soon I come through
Because Im gunnin' for respect it's a must I get it
So I'ma it from the 1st to the 14th minute
Uhh, 300 Bars had to up a Benjamin
I got em feelin my they like "let 'em in"
I in, gripped up the mic
Now the rest out like a dick to a dike
You're fucking right I gotta in my zone
Like what's a heaven to you? I'm creatin' my own
Ya see, I'm proud to be a up and I'm makin' it known
Because that shit is straight in my veins and my bones (Ya know?!)
I'll let you hear wild thoughts that I wrote down
Cause I've been up for days feeling like I'm out
I never slow it down, it to the limit man
How could I give a fuck if I don't even give a
I'm just a man I ain't that I'm perfect
I'm a fucking low rhymin' til I'm burstin'
Cause I'm an underdog soon to levitate
And kill it until callin' me a hip hop heavy-weight
You in the presence of a mother fuckin'
with a curse as a reject
I'm mixing while I'm chugging down a full bottle
Why the fuck you think they callin me a Model??
Its Rama mothafucka, I you heard my name
If killed ya city I'm the one you turn to blame
Cause every time I come around you know it's to rain
So check the weather for this hurricane
I'm a lot and I'm coming to rock
I know these times are tough but, really.. when are they
Now you could find me running right up to number one spot
Cause I mean it when I said this shit is all I got,
I'm hot.. but still you know my flow is
And I came a long way but theres more to grow
Its to blow, these motherfuckers shaking when I'm going in
they try to stop me, shit like "here we go again.."
But go ahead, ain't a way that you hold me down
I'll you on the ground looking like a fuckin' clown
You around while I'm in it to win it
So take a look, you see that throne? In a year I'm be sittin' in it
Im of everything, Im living through an epidemic
A fucking drop out but rappin' is my
I came to wreck it now my future looking
I ain't tryna work a 9 to 5 in a cubicle (Fuck that)
That's real and its a pretty simple conversation
I've got one life and I dont wanna waste it
And to be honest theres alotta big I'm chasin
If you a new fan, to the Rama Nation
shit has got me going off the wall
I have the positive thoughts but lost them all
But still I'm on a fucking I dont pause or stall
I keep it moving cause I can't afford the to fall
Uh, Now you could you say that I'm a man
I'm a crayon to scribble up a radical plan
And oh yeah, You're right I'm breaking out the cage
and take a deeper look as we turn the page.

This life's a trick, I'm lovin the
People lookin at me crazy, but it's to me
You see their fuckin' faces when I rock it live
I'm turning heads like Ill of Hopsin 5
Now this the moment that you notice that I'm dope in kind of way
And now these record labels givin' me the of day
They wanna see what I got, so while I rhyme
I'm sure they're doin' double takes with every line I say
Thats boy see this shit is what I do
Oh you steppin' in my lane? I'm thinking who the fuck are
Then I kick ya to the side where ass belong
You see used to be me.. but now the past is gone
So I'm attacking the throne, cause I'm back, and they know
I'm bad to the bone and now you see me packin a show
I rap then I go, up in the back, a hoe
Their boyfriend mad.. I'm as I'm tappin' it though
But yo, what can I say, these women love the way the track
So I dont even need a bed to the magic happen
I just play and let the product do the talkin'
A couple later, got that bitches booty rockin'
I'm puffin' cannabis and back up in the attic
up my rhymes, thinking like an rap fanatic
This shit is cinematic like a motion pic
I wrote the for you to see the way I flow and spit
My troubled thoughts back in the scene
I got a full of nothin' and I'm lacking the green
I'm speaking of the cash and all the prices I had to pay
Its like the worse I feel, the more I put it on
I'm always going back and with the good and bad
I lost the grip of all the shit of which I had
Cause I've been nothing but a but I might as well
Why I like you if I don't even like myself?
I'm layin' back smokin' on a
I'm feeling down and out ashes on the pillow
I'm glaring out the window at the moon light
on the 40 thinkin' how to get my mood right
I'm feeling I'm living life in the rain
But still I to see the point of even fighting the pain
And it I used to want to go to heaven now I'm holding out
So Biggie' em' how it's going down.

(When I die it I wanna go to hell
Case I'm a piece of shit, It aint hard to tell
It don't sense goin' to heaven with the goodie goodies
dressed in white, I black timbs and black hoodies)

(Yeah you got right)
And a matter of fact, tell God I wanna fight
Put that up on my life and we could do it tonight.. (Psyche)
But really I could give a fuck or less
So whats next on this long to success
I never wait for I'm busy climbing to the top
My grindin' never stop, rhyme I fuckin drop
They used to hate it and now bump it all around the block
I got the key for me to win and now I the lock
So check it.. I'm never on the enemy
I hear The singing when they tellin' me to 'Let It Be'
And if you doubted me I bet you're feeling now
If you even like me then click the fuckin' thumbs down
And quit the bitchin' I'm tryin to rock
These stupid really need to get up off my cock
For real, somebody to try to find another dick to feed 'em
Like where the fuck is Sandusky you really need him
I'm a skitzo
Going through the struggle but still givin you hits
You think I'm man? You could go to hell and rot
Cause you ain't nothing but a joke, a rent-a-cop
Now I mean to be a prick,
But if I wanna be then I gotta be a 'Dick'... right?
I love life but I'm always having these thoughts
Coming through the mic with a flow fatter Rick Ross.

So now I'm up at and workin' like an Ese
It's seven days a week and I ever take a rest day
You rappers sellin' out, now you less pay
you a "G" but begin it with an F.A.
Ya get it?
Cause you a fag man
Like god damn.. why you to fuck another man?
my bad but shit I gotta be the realest,
The illest, You feel this, I tell you whatever the is
I'm taking it all and giving it
Look at my life, I'm it bad
Sick with the way I murder a track
I do it the anywhere that I'm at
Like oh yeah, you know dat, make moves a nomad
And yo man, you so mad that I'm ballin' a gonad
You pissed Well Im just getting started, heres the kick off
The lift off, and now these wanna suck my dick off
Hah, And dont be mad at me I'm not a cocky dude
But is underground, fuck your Waka Flocka tune.
You walk away then I'm the that you passed up
I'm underrated now you bitches got me up
But that's the that I trash talk
I it sicker than the aftermath when two fags fuck
I'm just a mouth slip into a cops house
Pissin' on the carpet so no to get the mops out
Just let it sink in, and if it start
Just him it was me and how I never got him even (hey!)
I'm negative but trying to find the positive
I'm all my energy and start to feel the cost of it
I'm doing what I do to be accepted by the
So I could bang with big tits and asses
I'm tryna blow so I can grab a Keating-type
Bang her on a stack of money and tell her treat her right.
So I'ma a way of getting by this stone wall
Oh shit, I got it; let me make a quick phone
Yo whats up doc! hey let me get Adderall
Maybe then I'll a couple songs to my catalogue
I spin the top of the open and grab em' all
Flip a finger to the world as I cap it off
Yeah, now check it out, the deal,
See I'm not cool, but fuck it, I keep it real
Cause I'm married to this life you say I got a hot date
Go ahead and hate it me later how my cock taste
Im Made, got it tatted on my body
And I'll slow it down till I'm riding in a Maserati
Sippin' the fine and puffin' on the ladi-dadi
Then show it off, they claimin I'm illuminati
How do I do it? Ima rock it till the of dawn
Do it on my own, ain't nobody that I'm on
You try to step in my way then take it on
Put you on the edge, above you as you hangin' on
And fuck a mic, bitch, I'm spittin' in your
See I dont even a studio to put you in your place
Hah, What can I say, I'm a goddamn
I got em' like "Fuck kid he's pretty tight though."
I'm just a mouth, you pussy little dick fuck
I a drug test; start shittin' in the piss cup
You me out your Top 5? Go and rip your list up
If you aint even bumpin me, then cut fuckin wrists up
There's weed in my nose, and coke in my (..What?)
I'm taking your and gropin' her buns (haha)
Cause fuck it I'm broke, I got no
But I'm -- runnin' - I'm an ass, no pun
I got class dreams wit' a low class appetite
I'm lookin' for the cake and when I it Ima grab a bite
And now these people say I'm tight..
I laugh in spite cause I that my haters gettin' mad I'm right
Attack at night, so they dont if Im black or white
I choke em' until they turning different colors a traffic light
N I'll act polite before I smack ya
Cause you a bitch with a dick.. and don't they call a hermaphrodite?
Youre probably thinkin', "yo.. this little cracker-ass,
Fuck 300 bars and everything that's coming that,
And Rama sucks, shit, he even spit.."
three words for you motherfucker, Suck my dick
That's why I'm sick of all this rap
Cause all these kids talkin' so fly but forget to bring the passion
I'm seeing all fake beef, What the fuck happened?
You start shit? Let me hear it on some wax then
I swear to god I've fuckin' had it with these twitter
Cause when I meet 'em they ain't doin' shit but givin'
These stupid fucks talkin' shit a phone
But their Mommy tuck em in, tight up in their home (aww..)
I see you talk shit but you bluffin', you nothin'
I you like the blunts that Im puffin'
I hit you in the face like the that Im bustin'
On cunts that Im fuckin, OH was that your
Ah it Damn, whats the fuss then?!
I know I'm fucked up, but still I try to
And Ill admit I'm not the dude you should trust in
I'm disgusting...End of discussion.

Now switch it up I'm 'Dead Wrong' for the of it
They tried to hate it now these mother lovin' it
300 bars, 5 beats, and not a given
I'm going hard up in this bitch, you my dick stiffin'?
I'm the sickest young buck you've ever seen
Never dyin' out, steady growing an evergreen
So now they gonna see the skill that I
I'm feeling backed up in a wall, but I'm pushin' em
Cause I'm the dirtbag pretty boy comin' Illinois
Y'all been waiting for it so I I would fill the void
I check the competition.. laughin' as I and listen
Talkin' like they buzzin' but fuck it I guess I of missed it
Now gimme the mic and I'ma guarantee to kill it
Spit a couple rhymes I'm sippin on a miller light
You join me? then go and grab a cold one
Fuck it, get the weed hit me up and we could one
Yeah.. now that shit we can smoke to
I'll grab an eighth and a philly I'ma roll through
It's the young life, never doing what we to
You wanna' party motherfucker? Get the crew
We at the bottom, but we it with love
So we pop a couple pills, we smoke a little bud
Cause we livin' through the drugs, and experiment life
We may work in to five, but our spirits in the night.. Aight..?
They try to me situate into a better place
life is nothing a race, but I set the pace
I smoke, get drunk, and I rap too
It go great, like fast food and fat dudes
Envision my dimension listen to this
Pay attention to this in which the way it build the tension
I don't even gotta' rap like I'm ballin' out
And gimmick it dumb ass mottos, the fuck you talkin' bout? (YOLO)
Thats why these never post my songs,
God damn.. got me "where did I go wrong??"
It seems ain't nobody like me, what the is up that
Tried to get a beat, but shit, Sap never hit me
Come on man we was cool a couple ago
But once you got your money its "damn.. where the fuck you go?!"
all good though, just think it through
Or the next rhyme I might be about you
Son you shook, Its about time I made you
You're damn you a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Salute to Jones and Mobb Deep
Ima legend in the makin', aint no way to stop me
Now fuck the bullshit take it to the last round
There ain't no quitin I'ma it till I pass out
So heres my opportunity to get em hooked
I built a and Ima show you all the pain it took
I gotta tell you man Im glad to be
But I'ma give it to you for the end of the track
Now check it.. were coming down to the finish going speed
I proceed to dig deep and let the bleed
I go to battle, reminisce on every I fought
They shootin through me as Im gathering my thoughts
I'm stuck man, I'm feeling weary
Is anybody out there? Can anybody me?
I got last month, what the fuck yo
Dont mean to bitch but I could use a little though
I swear to god I gotta make it
I gotta kill it cause you know what I came to do
N all these weak Yeah Im schoolin' em all
But I dont fuck with them cause I do it for y'all
I'm the voice of the fucked up kids who win
They're the that Im always pickin up the pen again
So Im going for the gold and doing I can
Had it all mapped out now I'm living the plan
But damn, the reason that it look like this..
I put the past to rest, and blew a kiss
And I remember last year I was taking my
But now Im looking at the world dreamin of it mine
I never takin' a break, that, I came to dominate
I up an XR 20 so i can concentrate
Yeah, you know I do it for the
I'ma see the day the paper is up in my pants
Go and into the sun set, puffin' on the marijuan
Never regretting a thing Ill let it carry on
I got a dollar and a dream and if it all comes
I'm hookin up my family and my team
Ima roll the city with a pocket full of green
Go and shop I drop as I'm coppin all the preme
See, I'm on the grind and I'm the fight
life IS a bitch but Im fuckin her right
Thats why Im up in the night Im dedicated to the
And its money pussy you could put it on my name
Ugh, My crazy is leakin' through the microphone
I knuckle up, steady going through the alone
And to be It's scraping up and scarring me
But never I leave it cause I know that it's a part of me
What the fuck, I'm feeling in my own skin
I in when the cold wind flow in,
I'm rock and rollin', and yo, now you know
I'm locked and to blow any moment
So from the to the fortune and fame
Ill be ready for whatever, let it poor, let it
Im in love the game and it's time I run it
Like what's 99 problems I just gave 'em 300