Luyện nghe bài hát Against All Odds

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

Hoping my true know
That the House Gang never fold
all odds
I'm in my studio blown
Watching rap niggas their soul

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