Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Blueprints

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

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

So respect the architect as we begin to

(Verse 2)
Clutching my pen tight struggling to portray the right
I'm the wall of writers block, hoping for recognition
Nowadays your not heard, unless your posing an
watered down lyrics that appeal to most who listen
Instead, Ill water the roots so will replenish
Expanding elements pioneers started building
Hiphop houses, so many free MC's
I feel theres only a few who've been paying their fees
360 degrees what goes around comes
I'm smoking mics as I inhale lies and facts
the blueprints, the plans 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, it back to lyricism
Producers, out your heart into the rhythm
pay bills develop skills
And respect the architect as we begin to
And check the blueprint, to keep the culture
And the blueprint so as an artist you can survive
And check the blueprint I speak these without frills

So the architect as we begin to build

(Verse 3)
As I open my slanty 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 much
Because of these lies in rap that I can't
Leaving me dazed the phrase "I keep it real"
How many times have you heard being fed through your ears
I'd rather be fed in the mouth, to spit it out from the
Claiming their underground but underwater wrinkling
And me, like water buoys to that level I'm never
Sink your into my words hard enough to be lisping
When finished biting them, find your front missing
I see em fine wines in spas, to match their image
Gimmicks.. I flap my and their whole squads diminished
I don't mess with but metaphorically in speech
I'd like to em with more shots than diabetics receive
Then in a better place may they rest
In hopes that next time the blueprints they'll
the blueprints...