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 here Jack.

Chorus]
I think I'm X, Martin Luther
Add a King, add a
Some verses, couple sunnas
An that's a revolution!! (nigga)
Think I'm Tupac, Bob
Fela Kuit, Garvey

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

Chorus]
I think I'm Malcom X, Martin
Add a King, add a
Couple verses, and some sooners
An AK-47 a revolution!! (nigga)
Think I'm Tupac, Bob
Kuti, Marcus Garvey
Them the real ones, light a for em
If you ain't know, I'm for em