Luyện nghe bài hát 5th Element

And the 5th element (uh huh)
repetitive (nah)
highly (all right)
and elegant (yeah)
I'm gettin' busier, can't you
I got the rhymes that so well

And the 5th element,
repetitive,
competitive,
and elegant,
I'm busier, can't you tell?,
I got the rhymes sound so well

Yeah, I got no to waste,
back and it's to embrace,
kid is too nice,
I fallin' flat on my face,
I it out,
Yeah, I'm crackin' the case,
and I slowin' up, infact,
I'm the brace so,
me when I say it,
I ain't take no,
shit no man,
from no assholes,
is to much,
I flex like muscle,
and I ain't a hustla but I'm off my hustle,
in the grates,
the track,
Went from rapper who produced to who raps,
kid,
drive if you don't respect rhymes,
we all got our taste but I still the test of time.

And ever since I movin' up,
and off this class,
been gettin' more attention and often more ass,
listen, women,
stand sluts,
fucked,
irritating, all of the (yep)
my flow ain't pretty, rhymes gritty,
I'm in between the country livin' in the city,
and labels never saw a thing in me,
but I can tour and a thousand sing with me,
a day hippy, yeah,
up the norm,
smoke dope, you can say I'm up a storm
I dress I'm sixteen, spit like a pro,
the same clothes in every video and every second show,
this is me, to do it comfortably,
lazy as but I run my own company,
and most music, I despise it,
but I hate on I even hate most of my shit.

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Hip hop the same,
I remember used to hate it,
but hip hop is up and now parents play it,
everybody and their love rap now,
and everybody and grandmother try to rap now,
I'm a fan but I'm my cool,
cause every rapper I hear keeps abusing they tools,
you can't make an album 12 battle tracks
your punchlines are whack
and you can't hyenas laugh.
rappers don't like me, I can live with it,
diss me on record cause really I don't give a shit,
say that I'm a sell out, call my commercial,
but only music man,
I don't take none of it

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