Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Mc's

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

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

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Niggaz frontin, ain't saying nuthin
Killah remains calm, yet carry on
Go ahead sing your song, claim you the dons
Rap superstars look with your cigars
like that, where your mics at
Bite me I back, plus I break backs
Fuck you, you can sue me, from truly
When niggaz sound
too many rappers in the east wanna be gangsters
Too many gangsters in the west wanna be
Bunch of actors, I to smack ya, who's your master
Sit down take a lesson, guessin
For years I had, your mad face
And only showed bad
around like your delirious
Foamin from the mouth you're furious
I'd rather be serious, it keeps the curious
fantasies is nothin but your fantasies
It might cause
Hollywood is not neighborhood
And if it is, the mic to nappy woods
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 receive no

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Verse

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

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