Luyện nghe bài hát 300 Bars

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad that you could it out
It's kinda funny how whole thing came about
I got some shit on my mind it's time to it out
So grab a seat and pay attention to what I'm now
You the deal, mic check, 1, 2
This shit'll be the same soon I come through
Because Im gunnin' for respect it's a that I get it
So kill it from the 1st to the 14th minute
Uhh, 300 Bars had to triple up a
I got em feelin my they like "let 'em in"
I in, gripped up the mic
Now the rest locked out like a dick to a
You're right I gotta stay 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 infected in my and my bones (Ya know?!)
I'll let you hear these thoughts that I wrote down
Cause I've been up for days feeling I'm coked out
I never slow it down, push it to the man
How I give a fuck if I don't even give a damn?
I'm just a man I ain't claiming I'm perfect
I'm a low life rhymin' til I'm burstin'
Cause I'm an underdog soon about to
And kill it until they callin' me a hip hop
You in the presence of a fuckin' defect
Contaminated with a curse as a
I'm mixing pills while I'm chugging down a full
Why the fuck you think they callin me a Model??
Its mothafucka, I know you heard my name
If someone killed ya I'm the one you turn to blame
Cause every time I around you know it's sure to rain
So check the for this mid-west hurricane
I'm rhymin' a lot and I'm coming to
I these times are tough but, really.. when are they not?
Now you could find me running up to that number one spot
Cause I mean it when I said this is all that I got,
I'm hot.. but still you my flow is cold
And yeah I came a long way but theres to grow
Its time to blow, these motherfuckers shaking I'm going in
they try to stop me, shit like "here we go again.."
But go ahead, ain't a way that you could me down
I'll leave you on the ground looking like a clown
You fuck around I'm in it to win it
So take a look, you see that In a year I'm gon' be sittin' in it
Im sick of everything, Im living an epidemic
A fucking drop out but is my academic
I came to wreck it now my future beautiful
Cause I ain't 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 dont wanna waste it
And to be theres alotta big shit I'm chasin
If you a new fan, Welcome to the Rama
This has got me going off the wall
I used have the positive but lost them all
But still I'm on a fucking mission I pause or stall
I keep it cause I can't afford the cost to fall
Uh, Now you could you say I'm a magical man
I'm grabbin a crayon to scribble up a plan
And oh yeah, You're right I'm breaking out the cage
Come and a deeper look as we turn the page.

This a trick, I'm lovin the treat
People at me crazy, but it's nothing to me
You should see their fuckin' faces when I it live
I'm turning heads like Ill Mind of 5
Now this the moment that you notice I'm dope in every kind of way
And now these record labels givin' me the of day
They wanna see what I got, so while I away
I'm sure they're doin' double takes with every line I say
Thats right boy see shit is what I do
Oh you in my lane? I'm thinking who the fuck are you??
Then I ya to the side where your ass belong
You see that used to be me.. but now the is gone
So I'm attacking the throne, shit I'm back, and they know
That I'm bad to the and now you see me packin a show
I rap I go, up in the back, mackin' a hoe
Their boyfriend mad.. I'm laughin as I'm tappin' it
But yo, can I say, these women love the way the track slappin'
So I dont even need a bed to make the happen
I just play and let the product do the talkin'
A couple tracks later, got that bitches rockin'
I'm cannabis and chillin back up in the attic
Stackin' up my rhymes, thinking like an rap
This shit is cinematic lookin' a motion pic
I wrote the for you to see the way I flow and spit
My troubled thoughts coming back in the
I got a full of nothin' and I'm lacking the green
I'm speaking of the cash and all the that 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 I coulda' had
Cause I've been nothing but a but I might as well
Why would I like you if I don't even myself?
I'm back smokin' on a cigarillo
I'm feeling and out flickin' ashes on the pillow
I'm glaring out the staring at the moon light
on the 40 thinkin' how to get my mood right
I'm feeling like I'm living life in the
But I fail to see the point of even fighting the pain
And fuck it I used to want to go to heaven now I'm out
So Biggie' em' how it's going down.

(When I die fuck it I go to hell
I'm a piece 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 timbs and hoodies)

(Yeah you got right)
And a matter of fact, God that I wanna fight
Put shit up on my life and we could do it tonight.. (Psyche)
But really I give a fuck or much less
So whats on this long road to success
I never wait for I'm busy climbing to the top
My grindin' never stop, rhyme until I fuckin
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 dwelling on the enemy
I hear The Beatles singing when tellin' me to 'Let It Be'
And if you me I bet you're feeling dumb now
If you don't even me then click the fuckin' thumbs down
And quit the bitchin' I'm just tryin to
These stupid haters need to get up off my cock
For real, somebody needs to try to find another dick to 'em
where the fuck is Sandusky when you really need him
I'm a skitzo
Going through the struggle but still givin you though
You think I'm man? You could go to hell and rot
Cause you ain't nothing but a joke, like a
Now I don't to be a prick,
But if I wanna be 'Rich' then I be a 'Dick'... right?
I love life but I'm having these sick thoughts
Coming through the mic a flow fatter than Rick Ross.

So now I'm up at and workin' like an Ese
It's seven days a week and I don't ever take a day
You rappers sellin' out, now you gettin' pay
you a "G" but begin it with an F.A.
Ya get it?
Cause you a fag man
Like god damn.. why you tryin' to fuck man?
my bad but shit I gotta be the realest,
The illest, You feel this, I tell you the deal is
I'm taking it all and it back
at my life, I'm livin it bad
Sick with the way that I a track
I do it the anywhere that I'm at
oh yeah, you know dat, make moves like a nomad
And yo man, you so mad that I'm ballin' like a
You pissed off? Im just getting started, heres the kick off
The lift off, and now these women suck my dick off
Hah, And dont be mad at me I'm not a cocky dude
But this is underground, fuck your Flocka tune.
You walk away then I'm the that you passed up
I'm now you bitches got me gassed up
But that's the reason that I talk
I bring it than the aftermath when two fags fuck
I'm just a loud mouth into a cops house
Pissin' on the so no need to get the mops out
let it sink in, and if it start stinkin'
Just him it was me and how I never got him even (hey!)
I'm thinking negative but to find the positive
I'm spending all my energy and start to the cost of it
I'm doing what I do to be by the masses
So I could bang bitches with big and asses
I'm blow so I can grab a Jenn 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 phone call
Yo whats up doc! hey let me get some
Maybe then I'll a couple songs to my catalogue
I spin the top of the open and grab em' all
a middle 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 life you could say I got a hot date
Go and hate it tell me later how my cock taste
Im Made, got it tatted on my body
And I'll never slow it till I'm riding in a Maserati
Sippin' the wine and puffin' on the ladi-dadi
Then show it off, they claimin I'm illuminati
How do I do it? Ima it till the break of dawn
Do it on my own, ain't that I'm waitin' on
You try to step in my way I'ma take it on
Put you on the edge, stand above you as you on
And a mic, bitch, I'm spittin' in your face
See I dont need a studio to put you in your place
Hah, What can I say, I'm a goddamn
I got em' like "Fuck this kid he's tight though."
I'm a potty mouth, you pussy little dick fuck
I take a test; start shittin' in the piss cup
You me out your Top 5? Go and rip your list up
If you even bumpin me, then cut your fuckin wrists up
There's weed in my nose, and in my lungs (..What?)
I'm taking girl and gropin' her buns (haha)
Cause fuck it I'm broke, I got no
But I'm -- shit - I'm an ass, no pun
I got first class dreams wit' a low appetite
I'm lookin' for the cake and when I find it Ima a bite
And now people say I'm rappin tight..
I in spite cause I notice 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 before I smack ya dike
Cause you a bitch with a dick.. and don't they call a hermaphrodite?
probably thinkin', "yo.. fuck this little cracker-ass,
Fuck 300 bars and everything that's after that,
And sucks, shit, he can't even spit.."
Well words for you motherfucker, Suck my dick
That's why I'm sick of all rap shit
Cause all these always talkin' so fly but forget to bring the passion
I'm seeing all this fake beef, What the happened?
You wanna start shit? Let me hear it on wax then
I to god I've fuckin' had it with these twitter thugs
Cause when I meet 'em ain't doin' shit but givin' hugs
stupid fucks talkin' shit behind a phone
But their Mommy tuck em in, tight up in their home (aww..)
I see you talk alotta but you bluffin', you nothin'
I smoke you like the that Im puffin'
I hit you in the face like the nuts Im bustin'
On cunts Im fuckin, OH was that your cousin?
Ah it Damn, whats the fuss then?!
I know I'm up, but still I try to function
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 for the fuck of it
They to hate it now these mother fuckers lovin' it
300 bars, 5 beats, and not a shit
I'm going hard up in bitch, you feel my dick stiffin'?
I'm the sickest young buck that ever seen
Never dyin' out, growing like an evergreen
So now they gonna see the skill I pack
I'm backed up in a wall, but I'm pushin' em back
Cause I'm the dirtbag pretty boy comin' Illinois
Y'all been for it so I figured I would fill the void
I check the competition.. laughin' as I watch and
Talkin' like they buzzin' but it I guess I must 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 wanna' join me? then go and grab a one
Fuck it, get the hit me up and we could roll one
Yeah.. now this that shit we can to
I'll grab an and a philly then I'ma roll through
It's the young life, never what we told to
You wanna' motherfucker? Get the whole crew
We at the bottom, but we fillin' it with
So we pop a couple pills, we smoke 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 tell me situate into a 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 dimension listen to this
Pay attention to this shit in the way it build the tension
Cause I don't even rap like I'm ballin' out
And gimmick it with dumb ass mottos, the fuck you bout? (YOLO)
Thats why these never post my songs,
God damn.. got me "where did I go wrong??"
It seems 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 couple ago
But once you got your money its "damn.. where the fuck you go?!"
It's all good though, just it through
Or the rhyme I write 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
to Nasir Jones and Mobb Deep
Ima legend in the makin', aint no way to stop me
Now the bullshit let's take it to the last round
ain't no quitin I'ma bring it till I pass out
So heres my last to get em hooked
I a name and Ima show you all the pain it took
I gotta you man Im glad to be back
But I'ma give it to you for the end of the track
Now check it.. were coming to the finish going full speed
I proceed to dig deep and let the pulse
I go to battle, on every kind I fought
They shootin through me as Im my final thoughts
I'm stuck man, I'm feeling weary
Is out there? Can anybody hear me?
I got arrested last month, the fuck yo
Dont mean to bitch but I could use a little luck
I to god I gotta make it through
I gotta kill it cause you thats what I came to do
N all weak MCs? Yeah Im schoolin' em all
But I fuck around with them cause I do it for y'all
I'm the of the fucked up kids who never win
They're the that Im always pickin 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 only reason it look like this..
I put the past to rest, and blew a goodnight
And I remember last year I was taking my
But now Im at the world dreamin of makin it mine
I never takin' a break, fuck that, I to dominate
I swallow up an XR 20 so i can
Yeah, you I do it for the fans
see the day the paper is stackin' up in my pants
Go and into the sun set, puffin' on the marijuan
Never regretting a single Ill let it carry on
I got a dollar and a dream and if it all true
Then I'm hookin up my and my team
Ima roll into the city a pocket full of green
Go and shop till I drop as I'm all the preme
See, I'm on the and I'm lovin' the fight
Yeah life IS a but Im fuckin her right
why Im up in the night Im dedicated to the game
And its money over pussy you put it on my name
Ugh, My crazy attitude is leakin' through the
I knuckle up, steady going through the fight
And to be honest? scraping up and scarring 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 in when the cold wind flow in,
I'm rock and rollin', and yo, now you that
I'm locked and loaded to any moment
So from the to the fortune and fame
Ill be for whatever, let it poor, let it rain
Im in love with the game and time I run it
what's 99 problems I just gave 'em over 300