Luyện nghe bài hát Built for This

It's time to the rookies from vets
Pussies threats, truth from lies
from dealers and death
I'm feelin' this, I'm young and
unmatched, undisputed, some assuming
My to rep these streets

I'm built for this, the is too strong
numb from dealing too long
It's real count ya friends you on
My pen is visual, I'm real, men are
I the tension growing, you hold a grudge
A 45 infra holding no love
Hungry like my ribs are showin', as if you notice
I spit the potent, uncut, raw, my is pure ferocious
Like a shark, I tear you open, cut you blood in my
My pen it ghost people, like dope

When I rhyme no equal
The flow will freeze you, medusa stair, I'm so lethal
Obviously, I'm a vill, with against me
Like Rasheed Wallace, it's to stick me
I'm for this, in the street, I'm powerful if shit gets dirty
30-30 clips will shower, you exist 'cause I you to live
I you, I kinda knew you was weak, I can see how cowards do
I write epic facing a scholar, my life expectance
My essence is money, my aura like Lexus

On the mic I'm relentlence, the perfection
Ya new connect for pure, raw, what
I caught a rush when ever my clutch a gun, pen or a ki
Or a satisfy my every need
I write rhymes with killer instinct, yet to find a iller then me
Some smile at my face, yet they still me

I doubt the fake, never sleep or deny for waste
Or in the presence of snakes
and where and time I'm measuring weight
You destined to think or where he get this paper
Son, we nearly
I that when buried Spank, the real will perish ya life
Conceal my rhyme skill is excellent

M for the man, E
G get money, A all my movin' up
I'm built for this, for real in me
Like RK, I make you feel the big
The illest is me, the drug empties semi-auto
I conceal on these streets that to uphold the of death
Tryin' to deal ki's and blow, you cant replace me

I live the I visualize, you ain't real I see it in ya eyes
I spit nines, coke on scales thats digitalized
The realness I and die, the streets I epitomize, the trife life
I rock jewels with ice, verbally I mics
Mega it I'm ghetto, my shit is chromed out
me a pen and watch a nigga zone out
I can't believe the I spit is from my own mouth