Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Blueprints

(Verse 1)
Slowly and steadily MC's are fallin' off like
Instead build immunity and spread through community
These fundamentals, the crux of longevity
When melodies are and vocals harmonize in unity
Now, its 99 and a damn thing changed
Some seek as wealth manipulates the brain
Let me, paint this picture, your minds the
Many claim their real and later like dandruff
Cause 1 out of 10 to their words
The other 9 stick to my Nikes and get out on the curb
Lets be real, we're paper for financial backing
But theres a thin line by greed many are passing
Known as crossing for exposure some embark
Or cars, jewels and things that wont exist when we
Crews, snooze, or both eyes become bruised
This goes out to those that slept knew the or were confused
the Blueprint..

So MC's, take it back to
Producers, pour out your heart into the
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 I speak these words without frills..

So respect the as we begin to build

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

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

So respect the as we begin to build

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