Luyện nghe bài hát A Tale Of 2 Citiez Remix

The whole industry in shambles!
Everybody
I'm changin' the channel!

Lamar
The champion
I'm for analysts

damaging verses, meditating with candles lit
I like my raps prolific
Since freestyling on lunch and park benches
And I won't my ten thousand hours in training
While gang, bangin'
My balancing was
And now we at the competition as quick submission
They out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
What about, is it money or skill!?
Maybe both and I got large amounts of it, it's real
You see my is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable

I can see y'all

To be the God emcees, you know me
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my prove itself
I'm rollin' in that paper like two Adeles
scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips
We had to shake the game up and you're flying through
Everything is high stakes nowadays, that's how it played
It's like an 8-ball to the face
I'm nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
It's figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Higher power, every other hour Eddie Bauer
Since stash boxes and showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is they want, I'm the one
This is vintage 1980 - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer got you niggas on
Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Trump
I'm Mr Kanye West for president
He probably let me get some inside the residence
I'm in the White House all out
Bumping Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing more influential than rap
I merge jazz fusion with the music
I mix black soul with some rock and
They never box me in, I'm Blaine-ing all you hoes
Oh yea, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My now is wilder than the new year
A locomotive couldn't me down in my cobra
Runnin' shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It get annoying, niggas deploy him
And bitches wanna adore him, but shitting for him
Probably thinking it's for him, one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, leasing my foreign
Mr. Valedictorian studied the before them
Listen to you with boredom, rappers, support them
To the grave I deport them, corporations them
I'm off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
My radius rather gorgeous, bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the
You're racing the tortoise, pace myself it's important
Lace myself the wisdom my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted
I tell a don't sweat me
I kill this whole fuckin' if Cole let me
Ib should've never sent the
Every time I start writing I get
This is just not fair
But why the fuck I care?
The story of your here
Two young stars was born and gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
list need 2Pac damn
But 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah!
Hoochie, coochie, in a trance

day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, ratings
And all around me, don't make me do demonstrations

Murder my allegations and my finger traces
Adjourning my power and earning royalty payments
I'm sorry not relating, this party is reservated
I this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I slay it
I gotta lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play
The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the greatest

my leather...
(Nah I'm fuckin' with ya)