Luyện nghe bài hát Built for This

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

I'm for this, the will is too strong
Feeling's 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 with infra holding no
like my ribs are showin', as if you didn't notice
I the potent, uncut, raw, my mind is pure ferocious
a shark, I tear you open, cut you blood in my ocean
My pen it ghost people, like dope

When I rhyme there's no
The flow will freeze you, medusa stair, I'm so lethal
Obviously, I'm a vill, odds against me
Like Wallace, it's hard to stick me
I'm built for this, in the street, I'm if shit gets dirty
30-30 will shower, you exist 'cause I allow you to live
I conquered you, I kinda knew you was weak, I can see how do
I epic facing a scholar, question my life expectance
My is gettin' money, my aura like Lexus

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

I doubt the fake, never sleep or death for waste
Or in the presence of snakes
When and where and time I'm weight
You to think or where does he get this paper
Son, we nearly
I realized that buried Spank, the real will perish ya life
Conceal evidence my rhyme 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 you feel the big heat
The illest is me, the drug dealer empties
I on these streets that to uphold the kiss of death
Tryin' to ki's and snort blow, you cant replace me

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