Luyện nghe bài hát Fed Up (Remix)

I say brothers are amused by brother's reps
But they're all roles just like Omar Epps
I see so many players, I where the coach is
My Everlast I'm hard to kill like roaches
The dough that you're makin' has got you and fakin'
Your heart's shook, your brain's cooked like bacon
believe you're not butter, you thought you was on it
Out to flaunt it, but it's just Blue Bonnet
And now it's my turn, kid, so me churn
There's so many spots, they hard to earn

Pack it up, it in
Let me
Too men are judged by the color of their skin
The apparatus gets blessed, suckers get put to
The the impure, I got the cure for his vest
The whackest, is like a plague
MC's they wanna get paid, but they can hit the grave
How many are wannabe's gonna try
Yo, they wanna die
'Cause they can't touch the knowledge I
I travel through the darkest, my torch
The illest soldier when I'm holdin' down the
For some time now, a scrolls and manuscripts
When I to go all out, you be like damn he flipped
Now I'm sick and fed up the bull shit
I got that lyrical full

you sellout to appeal to the masses
You have to go back and enroll in some
All you earth pieces start your asses
All you blunt take two pulls and pass it
in '89 I dropped too much acid
Rock from Habasu, out to Lake Placid
While you busy braggin' on the you've blasted
I'm askin' how many days have you

Get up, I'll break it down a somethin'
I'm fed up, it's time to go huntin'
Dead up, too many be frontin'
I'm fed up, it's to go head huntin'

I'm sick, demented, my manager
The professional, addressin' all y'all
And to your back I got the crown siente???
Tell me why you tryin' to claim you gangsta baby
And let's suppose you had a burner
You still would some lessons on how to hold it firmer
a murder, I'm a just kill your ego
'Cause we know, that you ain't really got no
about, my man this, my homey that
You need to get the f*** out my face 'cause you don't know me

I say eeny, meney, miny, mo
I put seeds in mental, and I watch them grow
Turn on the instrumental and clock my
Put the in my pocket, and I rock the show
'Cause I know, and you know, is how we do
[Salama to the Muslim
[Shalom] to the
Greed, lust, envy,
Gluttony, pride, and wrath, do the
seven deadly sins represent my jinn
You on testin' me, kid, where you been
I've been told all my life I'm a friend
a killer on the road, money, it's the end
And you think that I'm a dummy
But while you're out at the spot, I'm home chillin' with honey

I kicks
Like Steven King a the horror
If you want to see tomorrow, and when I lead, you best to
Or you'll be left along the in the dust
And me and you won't too much to discuss
I don't why, MC's will come to test the ???eye and I???
of self, my wealth, it's just my state of mind
I stack my loot, just for the day
And you can out your 40, for rappers I slay
I'm the quick draw, the outlaw, I your
Ready to f*** with me, so boy
Or I'm a beat that ass like your
[Get the real estate, money, and the props]

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