Luyện nghe bài hát Against All Odds

There's a motherfuckers out there that support this raw shit
Slaughterhouse shit
All the I'm thinking...

Hoping my true motherfuckers
That the House Gang never fold
Against all
I'm in my studio blown
rap niggas sell their soul

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How did we end up
Got the from Biggie and Nas
Ghetto niggas going like the 50's and Jas
It's against all
it be against your prize
New niggas out here dressing Nicki Minaj
Selling their soul to make it
Wearing women shirts and denim skirts on Instagram selfies
I the minute you die
And be here after the firework, 5th of July
Here a fictional writer considered a liar
Always rapping trapping and what actors did on the wire
Then they ask me why I'm rapping a killer for hire
niggas locked my homie in a truck and lit it on fire
You can I hear my life's in the way I spit
Think I give a if a DJ play my shit?
Or my shit, put in a club, hype my shit
Or write my shit? Real niggas recite my
And your label own you, that ain't no lease agreement
believe it, got you on your knees and screaming
Looking like you in the with a cove
Cause they dicks so far up your asshole sneezing semen
Then they put you on a single the same niggas
On other singles man ya'll just a bunch of lame
hot now but how long will the shit last
If I feel your music I ain't rapping with your bitch ass (no)
And I bet I still come around broke
Rifles spitting hollow tips right out of his hundred round
When I'm buried six deep, counting eternal sheep
It'll all make sense, I'll be the underground GOAT
Syllable king, lyrical dream, niggas be like typical
I'm killing dreams, pop you in your bed dozing
My come out the closet quick as Frank Ocean (Got ya)
I'm the lyricist of them all
I'm taking you niggas through training you ain't in my lane and
I'm giving a fuck if you you a star
The bigger they are the harder they
I slip in a and I set the apocalypse off
Shots can lick off, your life'll get
And it'll be own fault, remember your own role
Like a with a dildo, you're digging your own hole
West Coast, my kingdom is
I'vebeen for years, you think I would care
Cause artists with bars who can count on with one hand
Still have a finger to spare, fuck 'em
I ain't I'm just telling the truth
When I see a real MC, I tell 'em
all odds...