Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Believe The Hype

Caught you lookin' for the same
It's a new thing, check out this I
Uh Oh the roll below the
'Cause I'm low next to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the
They claim that I'm a
By now I how
people never know
The enemy could be friend, guardian
I'm not a
I rock the and
Clear all the madness, I'm not a
Preach to to all
'Cause some they never had
Number one, not to run
the gun
I wasn't to have one
The minute they see me, me
I'm the epitome, a public
Used, abused without
I refused to a fuse
even had it on the news
Don't the hype

Yes
Was the start of my jam
So it is again, another def jam
But since I gave you all a little
That we knew you
They still consider me a new
All the critics you can 'em
I'll hold the
But hope to the pope
And it ain't dope
The follower of
Don't me that you understand
you hear the man
The book of the new rap game
treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I'm a different
brothers of the same mind, unblind
Caught in the and
Not
I don't for the sake of of riddlin'
Some that I'm a smuggler
Some say I heard of 'ya
A rap burglar, media
We don't it do we?
fake that's what it be to 'ya, dig me?
Don't believe the

believe the hype, its a sequel
As an equal, can I get through to you
My 98's boomin' with a trunk of
All the jealous punks can't stop the
Comin' from the school of hard
perpetrate, they drink Clorox
Attack the black, 'cause I know lack exact
The cold facts, and they try to Xerox
of the new school, uncool
Never played the fool, just made the
Remember there's a need to get
I said I was a timebomb
In the daytime the scared of me
I'm mad, plus I'm the enemy
They can't and play with me in primetime
'Cause I know the time, I'm gettin' mine
I get on the mix late in the
They know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike,
I let it go, don't rush my show
You try to reach and and get elbowed
to herb, yo if you can't swing this
Just a little bit of the taste of the for you
As you get up and at the LQ
When deny it, defy if I swing bolos
Then clear the lane I go solo
The meaning of all of
Some media is the
You it's true, it blows me through the roof
Suckers, get me a shovel
Some writers I know are damn
For I say don't believe the hype
Yo Chuck, must be on a pipe, right?
Their pens and I'll snatch
'Cause had it
I'm not an fiendin' for static
I'll see their recoreder and grab it
No, you can't have it silly rabbit
I'm going' to my media
Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, a writer, are we that type?
believe the hype
I got and all those things you know
Yeah boy, part two bum and show
Yo Griff, get the green red and
down countdown to Armageddon
88 you wait the will
Rock the hard jams, treat it like a
Teach the bourgeois, and the boulevard
sau I'm negative
But they're not
But I got to give
The media this