Luyện nghe bài hát Current Status

I rap city high like to my eyesight
witnesses and kids frontin to bring a shit
you get nothing from this write redundant to the dumb shit
i half ass my blast leaves you overcome-ed
the basement aroma should waited for you're diploma
instead you dropped out now you the microphone ta
let the fox out a box out the
rippin to end your agenda im the microphone binga
since you started rhyming you barred from flyin
trying to push me to (peat)? I didnt buy tape 'cause pussy is cheap.
Pushing me so i brush it to fuck it.
You get busted to because my stuff is conducted.
On some thouroughness that the world shit dont make it happen.
You roll without friends but that dont attract them.
The five man travelin band i stand my pants
caramel skin the slim brother.
I and contort your financial support
AnRs ridiculed for thoughts to deliver 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 ass and got class for the clone
need to relax strait to the back like domes?

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

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

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