Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Cry

How many I gotta tell ya'll I'm second to none?
No magazine's top ten I'm negative one.
So I don't pay attention to them folk
I'ma always be in first like the clutch broke
I'm from where the cut coke
Cause school ain't cut it, they cut out the smoke
And guess
That's who I hang with, so you speak INDUSTRY -- I don't know the language
But play the beat and I'll show you why I'm head
Ya'll gettin' away with like the white bronco
Bunch of inbetween hooks
Bars too to be gettin' all these mean looks
Put the hottest rappers all on one together
See who'll hold their arm up Che Guevera
I hotter and I say it better
I'm a cold war
I'm a of the Regan Era
Day till the page inkin'
My 16 ya'll I'm hip-hop's Abe Lincoln.
Fam I don't know what thinkin
These niggas got me fucked up like I spent all day
I'm a boss not a yet
You're little lemons in a race with a souped up
I'm so hot I could stand still and pour sweat in the North Pole fully naked with my wet
I'm a monster, other niggas small pets
Claim sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my to my gourtex
You're bluffin, I Poker I'm callin all bets
Local boy, when's the time you all left?
I don't even know where the FUCK I'm goin' on tour
month Canada, before that? Europe
I had Waffles out in Belguim, you ain't had
Every time I write another flight
Another whore with my on her underbite
"YAOWA!" chant when I touch the Mic
Another spread, yeah you fuckin right
I'm on my grind like a of in-line skates
Get on tracks and go banana's a Primate
Baboon, Gorilla, Chimpanzee, I'm Ape
King Kong under skin, I'm bout to Sky-Scrape
But the sky the limit