Luyện nghe bài hát Donu2019t Believe the Hype

Caught you lookin' for the same
It's a new thing, check out I bring
Uh Oh the roll the level
I'm livin' low next to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the
They that I'm a criminal
By now I how
Some never know
The could be their friend, guardian
I'm not a
I rock the and
Clear all the madness, I'm not a
Preach to to all
'Cause they never had this
Number one, not to run
the gun
I wasn't licensed to one
The minute they see me, me
I'm the epitome, a public
Used, without clues
I to blow a fuse
They even had it on the
believe the hype

Yes
Was the of my last jam
So it is again, another def jam
But since I gave you all a little
we knew you lacked
They consider me a new jack
All the you can hang 'em
I'll the rope
But they to the pope
And pray it ain't
The follower of
tell me that you understand
Until you the man
The book of the new rap game
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 of of riddlin'
Some that I'm a smuggler
Some say I never of 'ya
A rap burglar, media
We need it do we?
It's fake that's it be to 'ya, dig me?
Don't the hype

Don't the hype, its a sequel
As an equal, can I get this to you
My boomin' with a trunk of funk
All the jealous punks can't the dunk
from the school of hard knocks
Some perpetrate, they Clorox
Attack the black, 'cause I know they lack
The cold facts, and they try to Xerox
Leader of the new school,
Never played the fool, just the rules
there's a need to get alarmed
Again I I was a timebomb
In the the radio's scared of me
I'm mad, plus I'm the enemy
They can't c'mon and with me in primetime
'Cause I know the time, plus I'm mine
I get on the mix in the night
They know I'm right, so here go the mike, sike
I let it go, don't rush my show
You try to reach and and get elbowed
Word to herb, yo if you can't this
a little bit of the taste of the bass for you
As you get up and at the LQ
When some deny it, defy if I swing
they clear the lane I go solo
The of all of that
media is the whack
You believe true, it blows me through the roof
Suckers, liars get me a
Some I know are damn devils
For them I say don't the hype
Yo Chuck, they must be on a pipe,
Their pens and I'll snatch
I've had it
I'm not an fiendin' for static
I'll see their tape recoreder and it
No, you have it back silly rabbit
I'm to my media assassin
Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, you're a writer, are we that
Don't the hype
I got flavor and all those things you
Yeah boy, part two bum and show
Yo Griff, get the green red and
Gold down to Armageddon
88 you the S1Ws will
the hard jams, treat it like a seminar
Teach the bourgeois, and the boulevard
sau I'm negative
But they're not
But I got to give
The media this