Luyện nghe bài hát Donu2019t Believe the Hype

Caught you for the same thing
It's a new thing, out this I bring
Uh Oh the roll 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 be their friend, guardian
I'm not a
I the party and
all the madness, I'm not a racist
Preach to to all
'Cause some never had this
Number one, not to run
the gun
I wasn't to have one
The minute see me, fear me
I'm the epitome, a enemy
Used, abused without
I refused to a fuse
They even had it on the
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 critics you can 'em
I'll the rope
But they hope to the
And pray it dope
The of Farrakhan
Don't tell me you understand
Until you the man
The of the new school rap game
treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I'm a kind
We're brothers of the same mind,
in the middle and
Not
I don't rhyme for the sake of of
Some claim that I'm a
Some say I never of 'ya
A rap burglar, false
We need it do we?
It's that's what it be to 'ya, dig me?
Don't the hype

Don't believe the hype, its a
As an equal, can I get this to you
My 98's boomin' with a of funk
All the jealous punks stop the dunk
Comin' the school of hard knocks
Some perpetrate, drink Clorox
Attack the black, 'cause I they lack exact
The facts, and still they try to Xerox
of the new school, uncool
Never the fool, just made the rules
Remember a need to get alarmed
Again I said I was a
In the daytime the scared of me
'Cause I'm mad, plus I'm the
They c'mon and play with me in primetime
'Cause I know the time, plus I'm gettin'
I get on the mix in the night
know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike, sike
Before I let it go, don't rush my
You try to reach and and get elbowed
Word to herb, yo if you can't swing
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 they clear the lane I go
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 are damn devils
For them I say 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 fiendin' for
see their tape recoreder and grab it
No, you can't have it back rabbit
I'm going' to my media
Harry Allen, I ask him
Yo Harry, you're a writer, are we type?
Don't believe the
I got and all those things you know
Yeah boy, two bum rush and show
Yo Griff, get the black red and
Gold down to Armageddon
88 you the S1Ws will
Rock the jams, treat it like a seminar
Teach the bourgeois, and rock the
Some sau I'm
But not positive
But what I got to
The says this