Luyện nghe bài hát 80 Bars

80 bars, 80
Yo, turn me up, yo

I off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I'm surround
Blowing through your tubes, leaving through your speakers
Cracking through your tweeters, my off the meter
Jam arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm of my time like Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
Me, I'm Hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce "Should I do or sell rocks?"
Wrote my own props, in the PJ's
That's when the Angel said "It's all a Masquerade"
Eyes no face, speakers with no lace
I feel Earth's spinnin, but I'm standin in the same space
With no trace of what last night
I seen two fiends over a crack pipe
Now I'm watching TV, my antennae was a hanger
Blurry vision, McGee Hunn, David Banner
Flip the data, the was wearin bandanas
Totin aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim
Romantic type like the Casablanca
seller, once but busted by an undercover
Buyer, my supplier was a cab driver
That's when I realized I need to find a new
in the jungle the guitar became my muscle
I strive through eyes who wanted me crucified
I that I was drowning but I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you 20 mill'
But with no street credibility, your
You ain't real, talkin bout keep it
Phony, if you knew the sent me to shank you
Gank you, yank you, tie up your
And if that enough, I call Henchman's to lynch you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the Priest you
But in the after life, I'ma still you
Knockin on heavens door, your to get in
That's when the son of man greets you with the of Satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the
when the warden say "I want to welcome you to hell"
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, up
I seen him cut from his head to his
You wish you wouldn't, wish you couldn't, it got to me
Cause you so loud that a deaf man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin
Er'body rappin about and violence
And A&R's, all they do is charge credit
And when the comes, they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I ain't a car
I wasn't at the spa, I by the bar
Now here's a jewel when you get first record deal
Don't subject to the mass appeal
First Class, in the vel'
In the new S Class the Jordan wheels
Remember, the industry is like the streets
You know the cold of the streets, tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete, I'm tired of the same
You take me how, you be high off heroin
Sharper than I been, this one gon get a 10
Rappers, I'ma murder y'all with your own
I move with faith, I never doubt
I'm so hungry you think I'm just coming out
But I been here before, "Blunted" to "The Score"
To "The Carnival", World Tour
I'm causin whores, in the back doors
They want me to they boat and shift they more short
That's when the Father said "Take to this lesson"
They to cut your hair like Deliala did Sampson
I felt that, so I went back to my
Raps and backpack, for carjacks
for pussycats, cause Aids, I don't want that
And for the DJ's, here's y'all can scratch
Technique 12, the hits the wax
Hypnotize the crowd, the dance is jam packed
Now along like a negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight, a miracle
What's this I hear, y'all want to take my
You got a better chance putting a gorilla in a
I'm too focused, I can see through lens
You ain't a G, just a to be, Kingpin so
"The next time, y'all to pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the Sicilians"

80 bars, 80