Luyện nghe bài hát 300 Bars

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad that you make it out
It's kinda funny how this whole thing about
I got some shit on my it's time to break it out
So grab a seat and pay attention to I'm sayin now
You the deal, mic check, 1, 2
This shit'll never be the 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 shit like "let 'em in"
I pedaled in, up the mic
Now the rest locked out like a dick to a
You're fucking right I gotta stay in my
Like what's a to you? Cause I'm creatin' my own
Ya see, I'm proud to be a fuck up and I'm makin' it
Because that shit is infected in my veins and my bones (Ya know?!)
I'll let you hear these wild thoughts that I wrote
I've been up for days feeling like I'm coked out
I never slow it down, it to the limit man
How could I give a if I don't even give a damn?
I'm a man I ain't claiming that I'm perfect
I'm a fucking low life til I'm burstin'
I'm an underdog soon about to levitate
And it until they callin' me a hip hop heavy-weight
You in the of a mother fuckin' defect
Contaminated a curse as a reject
I'm pills 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 time I come around you know it's sure to rain
So check the weather for this mid-west
I'm rhymin' a lot and I'm coming to
I these times are tough but, really.. when are they not?
Now you could me running right up to that number one spot
Cause I mean it when I said this is all that I got,
I'm hot.. but you know my flow is cold
And I came a long way but theres more to grow
Its time to blow, these motherfuckers when I'm going in
they try to stop me, shit like "here we go again.."
But go ahead, a way that you could hold me down
I'll leave you on the ground like a fuckin' clown
You fuck around I'm in it to win it
So take a look, you see that throne? In a I'm gon' be sittin' in it
Im sick of everything, Im living an epidemic
A fucking out but rappin' is my academic
I came to it now my future looking beautiful
I ain't tryna work a 9 to 5 in a cubicle (Fuck that)
That's real shit and its a pretty conversation
I've got one life and I really wanna waste it
And to be honest theres alotta big shit I'm
If you a new fan, Welcome to the Nation
shit has got me going off the wall
I used have the positive thoughts but them all
But still I'm on a fucking mission I dont pause or
I keep it moving I can't afford the cost to fall
Uh, Now you could you say that I'm a man
I'm grabbin a crayon to scribble up a plan
And oh yeah, You're damn I'm breaking out the cage
Come and take a deeper 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 should see their fuckin' faces when I it live
I'm heads like Ill Mind of Hopsin 5
Now this the moment you notice that I'm dope in every kind of way
And now record labels givin' me the time 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 are you??
Then I kick ya to the side your ass belong
You see that to be me.. but now the past is gone
So I'm attacking the throne, cause shit I'm back, and know
That I'm bad to the and now you see me packin a show
I rap then I go, up in the back, a hoe
Their mad.. I'm laughin as I'm tappin' it though
But yo, can I say, these women love the way the track slappin'
So I dont even need a bed to the magic happen
I just press play and let the do the talkin'
A couple tracks later, got that bitches rockin'
I'm puffin' cannabis and back up in the attic
Stackin' up my rhymes, thinking like an rap
shit is cinematic lookin' like a motion pic
I wrote the script for you to see the way I flow and
My troubled thoughts back in the scene
I got a pocket full of and I'm lacking the green
I'm of the cash and all the prices that I had to pay
Its like the I feel, the more I put it on display
I'm always going back and forth the good and bad
I lost the grip of all the of which I coulda' had
Cause I've been nothing but a prick but I might as
Why would I like you if I don't even like
I'm layin' back on a cigarillo
I'm feeling down and out flickin' ashes on the
I'm glaring out the window staring at the moon
Sippin' on the 40 thinkin' how to get my right
I'm feeling I'm living life in the rain
But I fail to see the point of even fighting the pain
And fuck it I used to want to go to now I'm holding out
So Biggie' tell em' how it's down.

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

(Yeah you got right)
And a of fact, tell God that I wanna fight
Put that up on my life and we could do it tonight.. (Psyche)
But really I could a fuck or much less
So next on this long road to success
I never for shit I'm busy climbing to the top
My never stop, rhyme until I fuckin drop
They used to hate it and now they bump it all 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 feeling dumb now
If you don't even like me then click the fuckin' down
And quit the bitchin' I'm just to rock
These stupid haters need to get up off my cock
For real, somebody needs to try to find another to feed 'em
Like where the is Sandusky when you really need him
I'm a motherfuckin'
Going through the struggle but givin you hits though
You think I'm whack man? You could go to and rot
you ain't nothing but a joke, like a rent-a-cop
Now I don't to be a prick,
But if I wanna be 'Rich' then I gotta be a 'Dick'...
I love life but I'm always these sick thoughts
Coming through the mic a flow fatter than Rick Ross.

So now I'm up at dawn and like an Ese
It's seven days a and I don't ever take a rest day
You rappers sellin' out, now you gettin' pay
Claimin' you a "G" but begin it an F.A.
Ya get it?
you a fag mawfucka 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 the deal is
I'm it all and giving it back
Look at my life, I'm it bad
Sick with the way that I murder a
I do it the same anywhere I'm at
Like oh yeah, you know dat, make like a nomad
And yo man, you so mad that I'm ballin' a gonad
You pissed off? Im just getting started, heres the kick off
The lift off, and now women wanna suck my dick off
Hah, And be mad at me I'm really not a cocky dude
But this is underground, fuck Waka Flocka tune.
You walk away then I'm the best you passed up
I'm underrated now you got me gassed up
But that's the that I trash talk
I it sicker than the aftermath when two fags fuck
I'm just a loud mouth into a cops house
Pissin' on the carpet so no need to get the out
Just let it sink in, and if it stinkin'
Just tell him it was me and how I never got him (hey!)
I'm thinking negative but trying to find the
I'm all my energy and start to feel the cost of it
I'm doing I do to be accepted by the masses
So I could bang bitches with big tits and
I'm tryna blow so I can grab a Jenn
Bang her on a stack of money and tell her treat her right.
So I'ma find a way of getting by this wall
Oh shit, I got it; let me make a quick phone
Yo whats up doc! hey let me get Adderall
Maybe then pump a couple songs to my catalogue
I the top of the bottle open and grab em' all
Flip a finger to the world as I cap it off
Yeah, now it out, heres the deal,
See I'm really not cool, but fuck it, I keep it
Cause I'm married to this life you say I got a hot date
Go ahead and hate it tell me how my cock taste
Im Made, got it tatted on my body
And I'll never slow it down till I'm in a Maserati
the fine wine and puffin' on the ladi-dadi
Then it off, till they claimin I'm illuminati
How do I do it? Ima rock it the break of dawn
Do it on my own, ain't nobody that I'm on
You try to step in my way I'ma take it on
Put you on the edge, stand you as you hangin' on
And a mic, bitch, I'm spittin' in your face
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 potty mouth, you pussy dick fuck
I take a test; start shittin' in the piss cup
You left me out your Top 5? Go and rip list up
If you aint bumpin me, then cut your fuckin wrists up
There's weed in my nose, and coke in my (..What?)
I'm your girl 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 first class dreams wit' a low appetite
I'm lookin' for the cake and I find it Ima grab a bite
And now these say I'm rappin tight..
I laugh in spite cause I notice that my gettin' mad I'm right
Attack at night, so they notice if Im black or white
I choke em' until they turning different like a traffic light
N I'll act polite before I ya dike
Cause you a with a dick.. and don't they call that a hermaphrodite?
probably thinkin', "yo.. fuck this little cracker-ass,
Fuck 300 bars and that's coming after that,
And Rama sucks, shit, he can't spit.."
Well three for you motherfucker, Suck my dick
That's why I'm sick of all this rap
Cause all these kids always talkin' so fly but to bring the passion
I'm all this fake beef, What the fuck happened?
You wanna start shit? Let me hear it on wax then
I swear to god I've fuckin' had it with these twitter
Cause I meet 'em they ain't doin' shit but givin' hugs
These stupid fucks talkin' shit behind a
But their Mommy tuck em in, sleepy 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 nuts Im bustin'
On cunts that Im fuckin, OH was that your
Ah it wasn't? Damn, whats the then?!
I know I'm fucked up, but still I try to
And Ill I'm not the dude that you should trust in
I'm disgusting...End of discussion.

Now switch it up I'm 'Dead Wrong' for the of it
tried to hate it now these mother fuckers lovin' it
300 bars, 5 beats, and not a shit
I'm going hard up in this bitch, you feel my dick
I'm the sickest young buck you've ever seen
Never dyin' out, steady growing an evergreen
So now gonna see the skill that I pack
I'm feeling up in a wall, but I'm pushin' em back
Cause I'm the dirtbag boy comin' outta Illinois
Y'all waiting for it so I figured I would fill the void
I check the competition.. as I watch and listen
Talkin' like they but fuck it I guess I must of missed it
Now gimme the mic and I'ma guarantee to kill it
Spit a rhymes while I'm sippin on a miller light
You wanna' join me? then go and grab a one
it, get the weed hit me up and we could roll one
Yeah.. now this that we can smoke to
I'll an eighth and a philly then I'ma roll through
It's the young life, never doing what we to
You wanna' party Get the whole crew
We at the bottom, but we it with love
So we pop a couple pills, while we a little bud
we livin' through the drugs, and experiment with life
We may work in to five, but our spirits in the night.. Aight..?
They try to me situate into a better place
This life is a race, but I set the pace
I smoke, get drunk, and I rap too
It go together great, like fast food and fat
Envision my listen to this intervention
Pay attention to this in which the way it build the tension
Cause I don't even rap like I'm ballin' out
And gimmick it with ass mottos, the fuck you talkin' bout? (YOLO)
Thats why these blogs post my songs,
God damn.. got me "where did I go wrong??"
It ain't nobody like me, what the fuck is up that
Tried to get a beat, but shit, Sap hit me back
Come on man we was cool a months ago
But once you got your money its like "damn.. where the you go?!"
It's all though, just think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you
Son you shook, Its about time I made you
You're damn you a slave to a page in my rhyme book
to Nasir Jones and Mobb Deep
Ima legend in the makin', no fuckin' way to stop me
Now fuck the bullshit let's it to the last round
There no quitin I'ma bring it till I pass out
So heres my last opportunity to get em
I built a name and Ima show you all the 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 full
I proceed to dig deep and let the bleed
I go to battle, reminisce on every kind I
They shootin me as Im gathering my final thoughts
I'm feeling stuck man, I'm weary
Is anybody out Can anybody hear me?
I got arrested last month, what the yo
Dont to bitch but I could use a little luck though
I swear to god I gotta make it
I gotta kill it cause you know thats what I to do
N all these weak MCs? Im schoolin' em all
But I dont fuck around them cause I do it for y'all
I'm the voice of the up kids who never win
They're the reason that Im always up the pen again
So Im going for the gold and what 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 to rest, and blew a goodnight kiss
And I remember year I was taking my time
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
see the day the paper is stackin' up in my pants
Go and ride the sun set, puffin' on the marijuan
regretting a single thing Ill let it carry on
I got a and a dream and if it all comes true
Then I'm up my family and my team
Ima roll the city with a pocket full of green
Go and shop till I drop as I'm all the preme
See, I'm on the grind and I'm the fight
Yeah life IS a but Im fuckin her right
Thats why Im up in the night Im to the game
And its money pussy you could put it on my name
Ugh, My crazy attitude is through the microphone
I knuckle up, steady going the fight alone
And to be honest? It's scraping up and me
But never could I leave it cause I know that it's a of me
What the fuck, I'm trapped in my own skin
I zone in the cold wind flow in,
I'm rock and rollin', and yo, now you that
I'm locked and loaded to any moment
So the bottom to the fortune and fame
Ill be ready for whatever, let it poor, let it
Im in love with the and it's time I run it
what's 99 problems I just gave 'em over 300