Luyện nghe bài hát Epilogue

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

If you ask me, it's more than Master of Ceremonies
a lot of Masquerading Cornballs
Don't realize it means Mad Creativity
In day and age of mediocrity
There's two types of that you'll recognize and hear
But I prefer the with the lyrics of the year
Than the gimmick with the and the right puppeteer
Now you can be the next rock ??
still 10 steps away 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 this means greatness takes blood, sweat, and tears
It also takes an industry that breed fear
Or all this mindless crap up in your ears
And ?? in the contrast of you get to hear
You got to recognize it's a determined
A righteous young is a devil's worst fear
But you wanna give the people peace and satisfaction
Everybody's mama a piece of the action
So now I fall victim to and demand
Immaculate conceptions, illegitimate
to be the greatest story ever missed
Which means its meant to be for whoever's this

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

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

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Aiiyo, ya think ya know me well
There's more to me than ya mind got for
And much more than a clever verse or two
That's all you know me, you ain't even knowing that
You I give a fuck whether or not my record sells?
You're damn right but you see that ain't the way I'm keeping
If one million people it does that make it true
You judge my by whether or not my pocket's fat?
Well, you
When the cash cow milking
It yours but the job pays well, don't it?
And if you're lucky you can get to taste a drop
We'll see happy when you're old but you're not grown
You see me? Now, yeah, you'll see me too
Fucking you up when the point change, don't it?
I know hip, but you determine if it's hop or pop
just a man without a voice, pass the microphone
I the diff between written rhymes and freestyles
You see, for me, like having sex or making love
And you should know by now I'm to the pad and pen
But I'm entitled to on her every now and then
Will your children know the hip hop
the songs you hate be shrouded in mystery?
Don't step to me with your stats and your smarts
You know your neighborhood by street signs or
I'm not talking 'bout the first record made
I'm talking 'bout the first one ever made you
The first records that I never played me
And I can still play 'em today 'cause they stay
You know this time I'm only speaking on the
It makes sense now and then, yeah, now and
'Cause now it's picture perfect sense and then
It's making perfect sense like it did now