Luyện nghe bài hát Donu2019t Believe the Hype

Caught you for the same thing
It's a new thing, check out I bring
Uh Oh the below the level
'Cause I'm livin' low to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the
They claim I'm a criminal
By now I how
people never know
The enemy could be friend, guardian
I'm not a
I the party and
Clear all the madness, I'm not a
to teach to all
'Cause some they had this
Number one, not to run
the gun
I licensed to have one
The minute they see me, me
I'm the epitome, a public
Used, abused without
I to blow a fuse
even had it on the news
Don't believe the

Yes
Was the of my last jam
So here it is again, def jam
But since I gave you all a something
we knew you lacked
They still consider me a new
All the you can hang 'em
I'll the rope
But hope to the pope
And it ain't dope
The of Farrakhan
Don't me that you understand
you hear the man
The book of the new school rap
Writers me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I'm a kind
brothers of the same mind, unblind
Caught in the and
Not
I don't rhyme for the sake of of
claim that I'm a smuggler
Some say I never 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

Don't believe the hype, its a
As an equal, can I get through to you
My 98's boomin' with a of funk
All the jealous can't stop the dunk
Comin' from the school of hard
Some perpetrate, drink Clorox
Attack the black, 'cause I know they exact
The facts, and still they try to Xerox
of the new school, uncool
Never played the fool, just the rules
Remember there's a to get alarmed
Again I said I was a
In the daytime the scared of me
'Cause I'm mad, I'm the enemy
They can't c'mon and play with me in
'Cause I know the time, plus I'm gettin'
I get on the mix late in the
They I'm livin' right, so here go the mike, sike
Before I let it go, don't my show
You try to reach and and get elbowed
Word to herb, yo if you swing this
Just a little bit of the of the bass for you
As you get up and at the LQ
When some deny it, defy if I bolos
Then they the lane I go solo
The meaning of all of
Some media is the
You believe true, it blows me through the roof
Suckers, liars get me a
Some writers I know are devils
For I say don't believe the hype
Yo Chuck, they be on a pipe, right?
Their pens and pads I'll
'Cause had it
I'm not an addict for static
I'll see their tape and grab it
No, you can't have it back rabbit
I'm going' to my media
Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, you're a writer, are we type?
Don't believe the
I got flavor and all those things you
Yeah boy, two bum rush and show
Yo Griff, get the green red and
Gold countdown to Armageddon
88 you wait the S1Ws
Rock the jams, treat it like a seminar
Teach the bourgeois, and rock the
sau I'm negative
But not positive
But I got to give
The media says