Luyện nghe bài hát Current Status

I peep rap high like to my eyesight
witnesses bitches and kids frontin to bring a
you get from this write redundant to bring the dumb shit
i half ass my blast leaves you overcome-ed
the aroma should have 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 agenda 'cause im the microphone binga
you started rhyming you been barred from flyin
trying to push me to (peat)? I didnt buy your tape 'cause is cheap.
Pushing me so i brush it to fuck it.
You get to rubbish because my stuff is conducted.
On some thouroughness that fuck the world shit dont it happen.
You roll friends but that sure dont attract them.
The five man travelin band i stand saggin my
caramel skin color the brother.
I and contort your financial support
AnRs for havin thoughts to deliver you
give crew brain lacerations.
Your having dreams about stardom is only fame
my name is has the criterion
so judgement is passed anyone budges i
bust in that ass and got class for the
need to relax strait to the back like domes?

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

no excuses i feel that none needed
i know that you resent me i study how im greeted.
Im quick to the mic for the rep and for the loot
im known around my village as the mouth that to shoot
now i no longer have time for your
because the ignorace is just as dangerous as the
its all about the passege im trying to it
and hopfully my son will me for my habits
i manage to pity flavorless with shitty flows.
Amped of their camp actin out favorite videos
save it give me those trophes you call balls for my case
now walk away and save face the beef even you belive it aint needed
i that deep down you respect me 'cause you study how im greeted
its sewing up seams, its holes,
slug knows its takes more than toy and a b-boy prose
see, he it clear and he strikes the fear
and he a grammy for marketing strategy of the year
oh where 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 they just dont care
Where you at and for the kids in the back tack-fully surveying the stage to see whos
Where you at and to the ones that grab the mics at house 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 atmospheric damage to your amaturish madness
Lavish il never have it i get to happy doing atmospheric to your amaturish madness
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