Luyện nghe bài hát American Beauty

Yo, it's night time I can't
My pens beggin' me to rhymes, Cory's a felony despite time
I erase the on the tip of my tongue
I taste the a story is born, my glorious song

Hip hop cannot me for long
I know her man abused her, I can't refuse her
Alotta niggas used her, treated her like shit even her
She had class now she sellin' it all for

Marley had her, her face was more pure body fatter
Primo her good, made her the queen in my hood
She used to be out in Queens DMC
And on the with Big, Fritz, and R.P.

She was fly she kept her tight
Yo, if he didn't go to dun, she mighta been Slick Rick's wife
a few years, she was stranded on death row
Dre had her on anotha level in the west

She met a lame with with a drug name
He had a lot for a while, his whole style changed
You know the wisdom is the knowledge when its manifested
If not fed in due the mind is anorexic

You understand the
I know I'm gettin' to deep for some, Rhyme raw, the beat numb
Back to the subject in hand, I called her and I miss her
Stop fuckin' with my fake crew they dissed her

Then along came the R, reminding her of her
Rza said she like a sister her with lessons
She was stressed she missed Pac
She still crying B.I.G. died askin', "When will this shit stop?"

I love her like a mother, my physical
She overlooked the fact about my criminal past
And with me in jail beyond gates visitors passed
No longer is she lettin' niggas her just for cash
What's her dun?