Luyện nghe bài hát BMF

[Lupe:
Uh huh, of the People!!
Yeahh, I mean c'mon. the FUCK do I gotta do?
This one for the fans Jack.

[Lupe:
I I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther
Add a King, add a
Some bible verses, sunnas
An that's a revolution!! (nigga)
Think I'm Tupac, Bob
Fela Kuit, Marcus

[Lupe: 1]
Them the real ones, a lighter for em
Letcha know, I'm ridin' for em
Gon' some, a lil more beat
Call yo friends around, then the police!
Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up seats
So I'm gon ride, but with no sheets
One man by myself, even I'm 4 deep
Like hotel swimming pools, that's 4
niggas like the rooms, so suite(sweet)
Priceline! so
Im the cell phone, they some room
Im some toes, they some shoe strings
I turn em off, i em out
Im reverand run, with the out
Adidas, so
All day i dream, like im
Thats your sinking, and im so afloat
I'm T-Pain, I'm on a boat!!!
Not the one, decaprios either
Hear the waves come, they in the bleachers
So I'm swag surfin', the getting deeper
You still sweet though, here them room keepers
Ok ill be the strings, you be the
But guess what[what?], now Jimmy Chu's
I wear the pants, you in the
Yo shit meows, my AWOOOOOOOOO
I got a fifth flow, me brother man
the set, yea that's the motherland
For BP, I shed 50 tears
In Nigeria that oil spillin' for like 50 years!
Fifty years! Hell naww, hell yeahhh, tryina tell
At this rate, gon lose!
search for water, or grow your own food!
Tell me what's gon' happen, when them close
And ain't gon open up, no
Yeah thats the realest
You gon' feel dat, hungers yo
But you kill dat!
Nigga wake up, join the army
your own peoples, but fear Illuminatis
and they even real, or are they?
But you ain't even know, cuz you
too fuckin much, if you start to
they already in yo mind, and comin' out yo
Its not a trick, nigga, it's a
of the fit, is what they aiming at
And niggas fit, fat as hell!
Fat in mind, body fat
Who use most the Americans!
Whats in heroin!
You think thats by mistake? They stop dat?
Don't think you safe though, because you not
Greed is colorblind, so I'm
They gon' fuck with yours soon as they done mine
They say i try to hard, overwhelm
I learned of this, from niggas sittin' in jail
Where you think im from? I'm the streets nigga!
OGs told me to teach nigga!
And that aint made up, nope! a fact
They say that shit, is the shit i rap
who i attract, look at my inner circle
Bunch of street niggas, and a couple
at my fanbase! Oh yess!
Fuck what Pro say! at this protest!
Where they do that at? Who do that for?
mean I'm doin' bad, that things is movin' slow
We revolution on public radio!
Then catch me in Houston, sittin on them 84's
Trae wassup, ABN, gotcha back nigga, sink or
Free Chill, shake off yo mastas
Pray to God; yo mind faster

Chorus]
I think I'm Malcom X, Martin
Add a King, add a
Couple bible verses, and sooners
An AK-47 a revolution!! (nigga)
Think I'm Tupac, Bob
Fela Kuti, Marcus
Them the real ones, light a for em
If you know, I'm ridin' for em