Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Mc's

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

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Theres too many phony out there this year
Ya to beware
I've burnt thousands
So get ready, lyrics are

one:

Niggaz keep frontin, ain't saying
priest remains calm, yet carry on
Go ahead sing your song, claim you have the
Rap look cute with your cigars
Bitches like that, where your at
Bite me I bite back, plus I break
Fuck you, you can sue me, yours truly
niggaz sound booty
Theres too many rappers in the east be gangsters
Too many gangsters in the west wanna be
Bunch of actors, I to smack ya, who's your master
Sit down a lesson, stop guessin
For years I had, show your mad
And showed bad taste
Runnin around like your
from the mouth like you're furious
I'd be serious, it keeps the audience curious
These fantasies is but your fantasies
It might cause
Hollywood is not neighborhood
And if it is, the mic to nappy woods
And can be all to be the wizard
The wonderful of oz, which 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
Looking at ya ca ca, your music sound lop-side
They sound tounge tied, butch of young guys, have 'em high
Watched his lungs fry, the sunshine
Which is one rhyme from the mind
priest now late, I terminate
Burn and break, and
I come as when the winter break
I put it into snakes, pretenders and
Shake, like the earthquakes, I judge
two pillars of poison ivy
For that despise me, attach 'em to the i.v.
pops should've bust you on the couch
Or you down the mouth
Next time a condom, when I step upon them
I make memories, whenever theres a symphony
I look sinfully, been doing this for
I write shit as shakespeare tripping off of acid
Rolling you like john the baptist with the rusty
I preach the word of God I murder y'all
Swear I heard of y'all

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