Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Mc's

They got a now
Knowi'msayin? too corny rappers...
pretenders, knowi'msayin?

Chorus:

Theres too phony mc's out there this year
Ya to beware
I've burnt already
So get ready, are deadly

one:

Niggaz keep frontin, saying nuthin
Killah priest calm, yet carry on
Go ahead sing song, claim you have the dons
Rap superstars cute with your cigars
Bitches like that, where mics at
me I bite back, plus I break backs
Fuck you, you can sue me, from yours
When niggaz booty
Theres too many in the east wanna be gangsters
Too many gangsters in the wanna be rappers
Bunch of actors, I ought to smack ya, your master
Sit down take a lesson, stop
For I had, show your mad face
And only showed bad
Runnin around like your
Foamin the mouth like you're furious
I'd be serious, it keeps the audience curious
These fantasies is but your fantasies
It might casualties
Hollywood is not your
And if it is, give the mic to nappy
And y'all can be all to be the
The wonderful wizard of oz, are the a & r's
And you a toto doing promos, along the scarecrow
You no dough

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Verse

I lay in the cut, like a star
at ya ca ca, 'cause your music sound lop-side
They tounge tied, butch of young guys, have 'em hung high
his lungs fry, from the sunshine
Which is one generating from the mind
priest now late, I terminate
Burn and break, and
I come as when the winter break
I put it snakes, pretenders and fakes
Shake, the earthquakes, I judge wisely
two pillars of poison ivy
For those despise me, attach 'em to the i.v.
Your should've bust you on the couch
Or you down the mouth
Next time where a condom, when I step them
I make emcees memories, whenever theres a
I sinfully, been doing this for centuries
I write shit as shakespeare tripping off of acid
Rolling you like john the baptist with the hatchet
I preach the word of God before I y'all
Swear I never heard of

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