Luyện nghe bài hát Da Baddest Poet

Cops ain't to me
Jobs ain't nothing but free pens and distance calls
Thought I had it all, the God got birth
I've never parking ticket:
It's 20 now or 300 then;
You want money, come and get it
But better 200 guns and a 100 men
I've killed a pens and thrown some stones, but never lost a bet
Looking at the fossil on my like
"Is my five up yet?"
Got more time te relax
So I can say, "Fuck the industry."
Went for Rupert Murdoch's throat and with Rawkus trying to sign me
You buy me
I'm holding my chips I land on last base
I burn any bridges;
I never none of 'em in the first place
money made is money gone is money never had
Money here pretends to care for the people we leave around
Always pack light the guns are packing suckers
All mad ''cause someone else em
Shaking in their stance
''cause cool to be tragically hip:
Fools the Universe - it's O.K.
You say you blood but drink piss all day
I say hang the queen from every streetlight on Washington Street
Tell 'em it's difficult to sex on waterbeds
most of us can't afford waterbeds
And if we could, we'd move out the hipster settlement of
(The fine line low icome and no income)
I can't read no lips ''cause I am
wanted to be a rapper
But when I finally made it there, no one me
Since no one wants me
In the immortal words of
"You have killed me last year."
Bit in the mere mortal of me
I've torn up some rebuttals and some friends
But like the old goes
"If you can't nuke 'em... starve 'em or food on 'em."
I'm half a novel, half a brothel, half a one-man
MC's don't beef, they wnna shake my hand
Then make a diss about me
Idiots live to outdo their
my inner Napoleon is frying the biggest fish
I hold the like a mic and a girl like a cross
say I'm vague
But we know who's in vogue and when the revolution
All you'll how to do is beg
The white man... is the fucking
The white man is the baddest