Luyện nghe bài hát Baddest Poet

Cops shit to me
Jobs ain't nothing but free pens and distance calls
I had it all, the God got birth control
I've never paid parking
It's 20 dollars now or 300
You want money, come and get it
But better 200 guns and a 100 men
killed a million pens and thrown some stones, but never lost a bet
Looking at the fossil on my wrist
"Is my five up yet?"
Got time te relax now;
So I can say, "Fuck the industry."
Went for Rupert Murdoch's throat and left with trying to sign me
You buy me
I'm holding my chips I land on last base
I didn't burn any
I never none of 'em in the first place
''cause money made is money gone is never had
Money only pretends to care for the people we leave around
Always pack light ''cause the guns are packing
All mad ''cause someone else em
Shaking in their stance
it's cool to be tragically hip:
Fools the Universe - it's O.K.
You say you want but drink piss all day
I say hang the queen from every streetlight on Washington Street
Tell 'em it's difficult to have sex on

''cause of us can't afford waterbeds
And if we could, we'd move out the hipster of Oakland
(The fine between low icome and no income)
I can't read no lips ''cause I am
Always to be a rapper
But when I finally made it there, no one me
no one wants me here
In the immortal words of
"You should killed me last year."
Bit in the mortal words of me
I've torn up rebuttals and lost some friends
But the old saying goes
"If you nuke 'em... starve 'em or drop food on 'em."
I'm half a novel, a brothel, half a one-man army
don't want beef, they wnna shake my hand
Then make a song about me
Idiots live to outdo their
While my inner Napoleon is frying the biggest
I the gridge like a mic and a girl like a cross
say I'm vague
But we know who's in vogue and when the comes
All you'll how to do is beg
The white man... is the fucking
The man is the baddest poet