Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Blueprints

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

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

So respect the architect as we begin to

(Verse 2)
Clutching my pen tight struggling to the right 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 branches replenish
Expanding elements that pioneers building
houses, so many free loading MC's
I feel only a few tenants who've been paying their fees
360 degrees what goes comes back
I'm smoking mics as I inhale lies and facts
Unfold the blueprints, the for improvement
Bridging gaps the mind, ball point pen and the clueless
Innovation is useless you forget the essence
So respect the architect, pick up your pens and start

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

So respect the architect as we begin to

(Verse 3)
As I open my slanty eyes to place called earth
I how music has lost artistic worth
And I'm shriveled up in my niche like the scrotum its freezing
bags under my eyes on account of too much sleeping
Because of these lies in rap that I can't
Leaving me dazed with the phrase "I it real"
How many times have you heard this being fed through ears
I'd rather be fed in the mouth, to spit it out the rear
Claiming their but underwater their wrinkling
And me, like water buoys to that level I'm sinking
Sink your into my words hard enough to be lisping
When finished biting them, find your teeth missing
I see em sipping fine wines in spas, to match image
Gimmicks.. I flap my jaws and their whole squads
I don't mess with Glocks but metaphorically in
I'd like to em with more shots than diabetics receive
in a better place may they peacefully rest
In hopes that time the blueprints they'll manifest
the blueprints...