Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

Dick hard like
Can you it? Can you handle it? Woo woo, woo woo

The whole been in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the
Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for analysts
Career damaging verses, with candles lit
I my raps extra prolific
freestyling on lunch tables and park benches
And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in
juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the competition as quick
They tappin' out before we even get a to miss 'em
What about, is it money or skill?
Maybe it's both and I got large of it, it's real
You see my is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
I can see incapable
To be the God emcees, you know me
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my lineage prove
I'm rollin' deep in that like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin
We had to shake the game up and flying through turbulence
Everything is high stakes nowadays, that's how it played
It's an 8-ball to the face nowadays
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the nowadays
seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Hiiigher power, every other hour since Eddie
Since stash boxes and showers, breaking the padlock
And the coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is what want, I'm the one
This is vintage from - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer got you niggas on
Play him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. Kanye for president
He probably let me get some head inside the
I'm in the White going all out
Bumping College Dropout, God-bless
more influential than rap music
I merge jazz fusion with the music
I mix black soul some rock and roll
They box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you hoes
Oh yea, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My juvenile was wilder the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't me down in my career
this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in front ya, chico, have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It gets annoying, wanna deploy him
And wanna adore him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably thinking it's for him, one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game them
Listen to you boredom, baby rappers, abort them
To the grave I them, corporations extort them
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I alien morphin'
My rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, call me back in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, pace it's important
Lace myself with the my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a bitch don't me (Don't sweat me)
I kill whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've never sent the
Every time I writing I get sentimental
This shit is not fair
But why the fuck should I
The of your life here
Two young stars was born and gon' die here
Oh Lord, gotta be the
Billboard need 2Pac, damn
But 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better
And casualties all me, don't make me do demonstrations

Murder my and burning my finger traces
Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty
I'm sorry y'all not relating, party is reservated
I this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
My Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it
I lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with
The had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest

Burnin' my
(Nah I'm fuckin' wit cha)