Luyện nghe bài hát Built for This

It's to separate the rookies from vets
Pussies from threats, truth from
Supplies dealers and death
I'm this, I'm young and ruthless
Status unmatched, undisputed, some
My destiny to rep these

I'm built for this, the will is too
Feeling's numb dealing too long
It's real count ya friends you on
My pen is visual, I'm real, men are
I feel the tension growing, you hold a
A 45 with infra no love
Hungry like my are showin', as if you didn't notice
I spit the potent, uncut, raw, my mind is ferocious
Like a shark, I tear you open, cut you in my ocean
My pen it ghost people, like needles

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

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

I the fake, never sleep or deny death for waste
Or conversate in the presence of
When and where and time I'm measuring
You destined to or where does he get this paper
Son, we extinct
I realized when 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 for this, for real it's in me
Like RK, I make you feel the big
The illest is me, the drug dealer semi-auto
I on these streets that to uphold the kiss of death
Tryin' to deal and snort blow, you cant replace me

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