Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Blueprints

(Verse 1)
Slowly and MC's are fallin' off like leprosy
Instead build and spread insight through community
These fundamentals, form the crux of
When melodies are and vocals harmonize in unity
Now, its 99 and ain't a thing changed
Some fame as wealth manipulates the brain
Let me, paint this picture, minds the canvas
claim their real and later flake like dandruff
Cause 1 out of 10 stick to words
The 9 stick to my Nikes and get rubbed out on the curb
be real, we're paper chasin' for financial backing
But theres a thin line defined by greed many are
Known as crossing over for exposure some
Or cars, jewels and things that wont exist when we
Crews, don't snooze, or eyes become bruised
This out to those that slept knew the deal or were confused
the Blueprint..

So MC's, take it to lyricism
Producers, pour out your heart into the
DJ's pay develop skills
And respect the architect as we begin to
And check the blueprint, to keep the culture
And check the blueprint so as an you can survive
And check the blueprint I these words without frills..

So respect the architect as we begin to

(Verse 2)
Clutching my pen tight struggling to portray the depiction
I'm punching the wall of writers block, hoping for
Nowadays your not heard, unless posing an image
With watered lyrics that appeal to most who listen
Instead, Ill water the roots so will replenish
Expanding that pioneers started building
houses, so many free loading MC's
I feel theres only a few tenants who've been paying fees
360 what goes around comes back
I'm smoking mics as I inhale lies and exhale
Unfold the blueprints, the plans for
Bridging gaps between the mind, ball pen and the clueless
Innovation is useless once you forget the
So respect the architect, pick up your and start sketching

So MC's, take it to lyricism
Producers, out your heart into the rhythm
DJ's pay develop skills
And respect the as we begin to build
And check the blueprint, to the culture alive
And check the blueprint so as an you can survive
And check the blueprint I these words without frills

So respect the architect as we to build

(Verse 3)
As I open my eyes to this place called earth
I contemplate how music has artistic worth
And I'm shriveled up in my niche like the scrotum when its
With bags under my eyes on account of too sleeping
Because of these in rap that I can't feel
Leaving me dazed with the phrase "I it real"
How many times have you heard this fed through your ears
I'd rather be fed in the mouth, to spit it out from the
their underground but underwater their wrinkling
And me, like buoys to that level I'm never sinking
Sink your into my words hard enough to be lisping
finished biting them, find your front teeth missing
I see em fine wines in spas, to match their image
Gimmicks.. I flap my jaws and their squads diminished
I mess with Glocks but metaphorically in speech
I'd like to pump em with more shots than diabetics
Then in a better place may peacefully rest
In hopes that next time the blueprints manifest
the blueprints...