Luyện nghe bài hát Dynasty (Intro)

There's a lot goin' on, but the dynasty

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The man's keepin' me up, I'm not sleepin'
My fit too to be doin' the housekeepin'
The maids cost too much, cleanin' my own closet
childhood fantasies, dealin' with grown problems
Got a new bae, she keep me good like the music
If the Roc is here, throw up your and hood cubics
No I.D. said it's time to these goofy niggas out rap
Drop bombs over Baghdad on these SoundCloud
I stray away to say the way my days be without rap
My drifts to back before the Chi was labelled Chiraq
Then Chief Keef dropped in 2012, now it's a
I was waitin' in the wing like a bird on a
Now I'm the prince, I think I know how my uncle feel
He this dope shit to my veins like fiends on any deal
After we build on existing structures, shift the
George Bush searchin' for weapons of mass destruction
Think I'm 'bout to blow! But this ain't the Middle
the midwest and we the royal family like Della Reese
SAVEMONEY the new dynasty Death Row in '93
The year my mother's water broke on 57th St
Mama Mensah knew she raised a very man
Young Muhammad in the ring with the power in my
To defy the federation like Ali in
The Roc is still alive, throw your up again

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Yeah, I carry the Roc a runnin' back, hundred miles and runnin' back
Hov the president, he flyin' in Obama's jet
Vic the hitta, I want it with any nigga
My problems' deeper rap, ain't a problem to bury niggas
Cemetery diggers will be ready for favorite rapper
Catch him stompin' in my yard, I step up like a Kappa
I am nothin' these actors, they're only on camera
I hit 'em in the head like Holm hit Ronda
And my home is Rwanda, blood diamonds and
school students with guns hidin' in their binder
Gotta wear a clear bookbag and a hood pass
Hit you the blindside, that's a no look pass
Rookie season, Steve Nash, they are my sons
Catchin' alley oops, 'em in the alley, oops
I a certain who's who mad that I like the danger
Get your straight like Hermione Granger
in the magazine and one in the chamber
Sneak it in the club, that's a club
This is not a diss song, a disclaimer
Sorry that management can't manage my anger
Violence is not the but, lord, they done brought it to me
You see a side of me, the South Side taught it to me
They gon' think I'm Akeem when I up and pull
A semi Uzi, auto, fully out the robber yellow
Yeah, Pelle bloody, Motown Berry Gordy
With the shits, levatory, tell a nurse,
[?] is mandatory, crack sentencin'
Bad parentin', put his dad on Maury, just another story
I there's no master for me, I don't even buy chains
I don't diamonds, I just need the Roc chain
I get high no more, I go high octane
They should call the rap my name, this is my game, Vic!