Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Blueprints

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

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

So the architect as we begin to build

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

So MC's, take it back to
Producers, pour out heart into the rhythm
DJ's pay bills skills
And the architect 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 speak these words frills

So the architect as we begin to build

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