Luyện nghe bài hát Current Status

I peep rap city high to my eyesight
bitches 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 aroma 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 'cause 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.
me deep so i brush it to fuck it.
You get busted to rubbish because my is conducted.
On some thouroughness that the world shit dont make it happen.
You roll without but that sure dont attract them.
The man travelin band i stand saggin my pants
caramel color the slim brother.
I cancel and contort your support
AnRs ridiculed for havin to deliver you
your crew brain lacerations.
Your having dreams about is only fame masterbation
my name is has the criterion
so judgement is anyone budges i blast
in that ass and got class for the clone
brothers need to relax strait to the 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 brothers keeping tough
Where you at and others talking about us... bitch

no excuses i feel there's none needed
i know that you me 'cause i study how im greeted.
Im to touch the mic for the rep and for the loot
im known around my village as the 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 im trying to grasp it
and hopfully my son will forgive me for my
i manage to pity flavorless with shitty flows.
Amped of their camp actin out their favorite
save it give me those trophes you balls for my display case
now walk away and save face fuck the beef even you 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 flows and a prose
see, he keeps it clear and he strikes the
and he caught a grammy for marketing of the year
where oh where is the 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 just dont
you at and for the kids in the back tack-fully surveying the stage to see whos wack
Where you at and to the ones grab the mics at shows 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
il never have it i get to happy doing atmospheric damage to your amaturish madness
Lavish il have it i get to happy doing atmospheric damage to your amaturish madness
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