Luyện nghe bài hát Da Baddest Poet

Cops ain't to me
Jobs ain't but free pens and long distance calls
Thought I had it all, the God got control
I've never paid parking
20 dollars now or 300 then;
You want money, come and get it
But better bring 200 and a 100 men
I've killed a million pens and some stones, but never lost a bet
Looking at the fossil on my like
"Is my five up yet?"
Got more time te now;
So I can say, "Fuck the industry."
Went for Rupert Murdoch's throat and left with trying to sign me
You buy me
I'm holding my chips 'till I land on base
I didn't any bridges;
I never needed of 'em in the first place
''cause money made is money gone is never had
Money here only pretends to care for the people we around
Always pack light ''cause the are packing suckers
All mad ''cause someone paid' em
Shaking in their stance
''cause it's cool to be hip:
Fools rule the - it's O.K.
You say you want but drink piss all day
I say the queen from every streetlight on every Washington Street
Tell 'em difficult to have sex on waterbeds
''cause most of us can't waterbeds
And if we could, we'd move out the settlement of Oakland
(The fine line low icome and no income)
I can't no lips ''cause I am stone
Always wanted to be a
But when I made it there, no one wanted me
no one wants me here
In the immortal words of
"You should killed me last year."
Bit in the mere words of me
I've up some rebuttals and lost 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, a one-man army
MC's don't want beef, wnna shake my hand
Then make a diss song me
Idiots to outdo their shortcoming
While my inner is frying the biggest fish
I hold the gridge like a mic and a girl like a
say I'm vague
But we know in vogue and when the revolution comes
All know how to do is beg
The white man... is the Devil
The white man is the baddest