Luyện nghe bài hát Current Status

I peep rap high 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 ass my blast leaves you overcome-ed
the basement should have waited for you're diploma
instead you out now you grabb the microphone ta
let the fox out a box out the
rippin to end your agenda im the microphone binga
since you started you been barred from flyin
trying to push me to (peat)? I didnt buy tape 'cause pussy is cheap.
Pushing me deep so i brush it to it.
You get to rubbish because my stuff is conducted.
On some thouroughness that the world shit dont make it happen.
You roll friends but that sure dont attract them.
The five man travelin i stand saggin my pants
caramel skin the slim brother.
I cancel and contort your support
AnRs ridiculed for havin thoughts to you
give your crew lacerations.
Your having dreams about stardom is only masterbation
my is has awaken the criterion
so judgement is passed budges i blast
in that ass and got class for the clone
brothers to relax strait to the back like domes?

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

no i feel that there's none needed
i know that you resent me i study how im greeted.
Im quick to touch the mic for the rep and for the
im known around my village as the that likes to shoot
now i no have time for your irrelivance
the ignorace is just as dangerous as the inteligence
its all about the passege im to grasp it
and hopfully my son will forgive me for my
i to pity those flavorless with shitty flows.
Amped of their camp actin out their videos
it give me those trophes you call balls for my display case
now walk away and save face fuck the beef even you belive it needed
i know that deep down you respect me you study how im greeted
its up seams, its pluggin holes,
slug knows its takes than toy flows and a b-boy prose
see, he it clear and he strikes the fear
and he caught a grammy for 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 wack
Where you at and to the ones that grab the mics at shows house partys or by themselves (goahead get flow on man )
Where you at and for that kid crawling out of bed at putting fame on trains bus benches and stop lights
Lavish il never have it i get to happy doing atmospheric damage to your madness
Lavish il never have it i get to happy doing damage to your amaturish madness
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