Luyện nghe bài hát Current Status

I peep rap city like to my eyesight
witnesses bitches and frontin to bring a shit
you get nothing from write redundant to bring the dumb shit
i neva half ass my blast you overcome-ed
the basement aroma should have waited for diploma
you dropped out now you grabb the microphone ta
let the fox out a box out the
rippin to end agenda 'cause im the microphone binga
since you started rhyming you barred from flyin
trying to push me to (peat)? I buy your tape 'cause pussy is cheap.
Pushing me deep so i brush it to it.
You get to rubbish because my stuff is conducted.
On thouroughness that fuck the world shit dont make it happen.
You without friends but that sure dont attract them.
The five man travelin i stand saggin my pants
caramel color the slim brother.
I and contort your financial support
AnRs ridiculed for havin thoughts to you
give your brain lacerations.
Your having dreams about stardom is fame masterbation
my name is has the criterion
so judgement is anyone budges i blast
bust in that ass and got for the clone
brothers to relax strait to the back like domes?

you at to all the bad heads with the word
Where you at and if you getting fed by the
Where you at and all the keeping shit tough
you at and others talking shit about us... bitch

no i feel that there's none needed
i know you resent me 'cause i study how im greeted.
Im to touch the mic for the rep and for the loot
im known around my as the mouth that likes to shoot
now i no longer time for your irrelivance
because the ignorace is just as as the inteligence
its all about the passege im trying to it
and hopfully my son will forgive me for my
i manage to pity flavorless with shitty flows.
Amped of their actin out their favorite videos
save it give me those trophes you balls for my display case
now walk away and save face the beef even you belive it aint needed
i know that deep down you respect me 'cause you how im greeted
its sewing up seams, its holes,
slug its takes more than toy flows and a b-boy prose
see, he keeps it clear and he strikes the
and he a grammy for marketing strategy of the year
where oh is the server current status MCs need to take their bras off an burn them.

Where you at to the ones in the front with their hands in the air like they dont care
Where you at and for the kids in the back tack-fully the stage to see whos wack
Where you at and to the ones that grab the mics at shows partys or by themselves (goahead get your flow on man )
Where you at and for that kid crawling out of bed at night putting fame on trains bus and stop lights
Lavish il never have it i get to happy doing atmospheric damage to your amaturish
il never have it i get to happy doing atmospheric damage to your amaturish madness
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