Luyện nghe bài hát Epilogue

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"What it take"
"to be a great"
"MC"

If you ask me, it's much more than of Ceremonies
a lot of Masquerading Cornballs
Don't realize it also means Mad
In day and age of mediocrity
There's two types of rappers that you'll recognize and
But I the ones with the lyrics of the year
Than the gimmick with the and the right puppeteer
Now you can be the next ?? Shakespear
you're still 10 steps from having a career
You step up the plate to earn from your peers
And end up on deck for the remainder of your
I suppose this means greatness blood, sweat, and tears
It also an industry that doesn't breed fear
Or pumping all this mindless up in your ears
And ?? in the contrast of what you get to
You got to recognize it's a idea
A righteous young mind is a devil's worst
But when you wanna give the peace and satisfaction
Everybody's mama wants a piece of the
So now I fall to supply and demand
Immaculate conceptions, born
Destined to be the greatest ever missed
Which means its meant to be for hearing this

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When it's all said and done it be heard and seen
'Til cold-hearted game forces us to change teams
While the for the loot spreads out like gangrene
So the haves chase their while the nots chase their dreams
As the years chase the days, past the futures, fate
Like your firstborn, waiting for pop's release
Postpone, meanwhile, I accumulate
To and renew what was just heard and seen

It's been stated I rhyme like God and I ?? like a poet
One hand ?? the other like Lady
Flip styles like Bela
Warm hearted, cold
I write like opposite
I left opposites right what they off
My left right-wing as left to right beside me
Left my right hand man 'cause he left what's
And I reserve the right to write I'm free
I free styles with my pen,
That couldn't if you freestyled all day long
Literally, literature designed for one orator
on the head
Emcee's emcee, I be the emcee's emcee
'Cause I am saying I am thinking
Except when my mind's
My eyes open even when my eyes'
I's a socializer, but more so those wiser
Ask yourself why's a so misused it's self contained
And not self
I myself contemplate this 'til I make complain
Shall my raps maintained, wrapped in cellophane
'Til they're unwrapped by consumers?
Emphatically no, so I rap I go
And let it grow up in your brain a tumor

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Aiiyo, ya think ya really know me
There's more to me than ya got room for
And much much more a clever verse or two
That's all you know about me, you even knowing that
You think I a fuck whether or not my record sells?
You're right but you see that ain't the way I'm keeping score
If one million people said it that make it true
You my music by whether or not my pocket's fat?
Well, you
When the cash cow milking
It ain't yours but the job pays well, it?
And if you're lucky you can even get to a drop
see who's happy when you're old but you're not grown
You see me? Now, yeah, see me later too
Fucking you up the vantage point change, don't it?
I know what's hip, but you if it's hop or pop
You're a man without a voice, pass the microphone
I know the diff between written and freestyles
You see, for me, it's like sex or making love
And you know by now I'm married to the pad and pen
But I'm entitled to cheat on her now and then
Will your children the hip hop history?
Will the you hate be shrouded in mystery?
Don't step to me your stats and your date smarts
You know your by street signs or landmarks?
I'm not 'bout the first record ever made
I'm talking 'bout the one that ever made you
The first records that I played played me
And I can still play 'em today 'cause they stay
You know time I'm only speaking on the timeless
It makes sense now and then, yeah, now and
'Cause now it's making perfect sense and then
making picture perfect sense like it did now