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, holes through your speakers
through your tweeters, my frequency's off the meter
Jam packed arenas from here to
I'm ahead of my time like Hendrix playing Woodstock
Me, I'm playing before I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce "Should I do music or rocks?"
my own props, living in the PJ's
That's when the Gabriel said "It's all a Masquerade"
Eyes with no face, speakers 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 TV, my antennae was a close hanger
Blurry vision, Mister Hunn, David Banner
Flip the data, the kids was bandanas
Totin aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a thug with a slim figure
Romantic type like the Casablanca
seller, once but busted by an undercover
Buyer, my supplier was a Gypsy cab
That's when I realized I to find a new hustle
in the jungle the guitar became my muscle
I strive through snake eyes who me crucified
I thought that I was but I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you sold 20
But with no street credibility, overkill
You ain't real, bout keep it gangsta
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 bless you
But in the after life, I'ma touch you
on heavens door, your beggin to get in
That's the son of man greets you with the face of Satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the
That's when the say "I want to welcome you to hell"
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, up
I seen him cut from his to his nuts
You you wouldn't, wish you couldn't, wish it got to me
Cause you screamin' so loud a deaf man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin
Er'body about diamonds 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 at the spa, I ain't by the bar
Now a jewel when you get your first record deal
Don't subject yourself to the appeal
Class, caviar in the vel'
In the new S with the Jordan wheels
Remember, the music is like the streets
You know the of the streets, er'body tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete, I'm tired of the same
You take me how, you must be off heroin
Sharper than I ever been, 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 before, from "Blunted" to "The Score"
To "The Carnival", World Tour
I'm causin whores, waitin in the doors
They want me to rock they and shift they more short
That's when the said "Take heed to this lesson"
They want to cut your hair like did Sampson
I felt that, so I back to my format
and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids, I want that
And for the DJ's, here's y'all can scratch
12, the needle 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 I hear, y'all want to take my spot?
You got a better chance putting a in a headlock
I'm too focused, I can see through your
You ain't a G, just a to be, Kingpin so
"The next time, y'all want to pay for
I suggest you hit up the Haitian Sicilians"

80 bars, 80