Luyện nghe bài hát Fed Up (remix W, Guru)

I say brothers are amused by other brothers
But they're all playing roles like Omar Epps
I see so many I wonder where the coach is
My name's Everlast I'm hard to like roaches
The dough that you're making has got you fronting and
Your heart's been shook your brain's like bacon
Can't believe 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 me churn
There's only so many spots they're had to
Pack it up it in
So let me
make me have to smack your dumb ass into a head spin
You're left in suspense from the of my presence
Trying to get under false pretense
You wanna say something but not sure
If I'm a dis ya cause not pure
Like the cheap version that gets cut with baking
If you had you still couldn't get over
I know your crew's be crazy weak
Cause I can judge them by the they keep
Way deep is how I get into this rap
While you're napping I got your chick's flapping
She's asking for me to hit her off
I'm a slay all you punks as if I was ...
When you out to appeal to the masses
You have to go and enroll in some classes
All you pieces start shaking your asses
All you blunt holders two pulls and pass it
in '89 I dropped too much acid
Rock from Lake Habasoo out to Lake
While you ragging on the people you blasted
I'm how many days have you fasted

Get up I'll break ya down a little
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Dead up too many crews be
I'm fed up it's to go head hunting
Get up I'll break ya down a little
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
up too many crews be fronting
I'm fed up time to go head hunting
Hey what's that sound don't around
To your back I got the ground
for you chumps that act odd
The ones faking jacks packing guns hard
But suppose you really had a burner
You would still need lessons on how to hold it firmer
Fuck a I'm a just kill your ego
Cause we know that you ain't really got no
Murdering a prop my man my homey that
You need to get the out my face cause you don't know me jack
Eeny meeny moe
I put seeds in your mental and I em grow
Turn on the and then clock my flow
Put the in my pocket and I rock the show
I know and you this is how we go
Somalaku to the
Shalom to the
Geed lust envy gluttony pride and wrath do the math
These deadly sins represent my jinn
You scheming on me kid where you been
I told all my life I'm my only friend
There's a killer on the road it's the end
And you might that I'm a dummy
But while you're out at the spot I'm home chilling with honey
I flavor
Like Steven I write the horror
If you wanna see tomorrow I lead you're best to follow
Or you'll be along the road in the dust
And me and you won't have too much to
me I be the gifted unlimited
Too of these rappers blowing up because of Guinness kid
You did the bid you ain't never pulled the trigger
You battle me I you stagger more than liquor
I get raw I'm quickdraw the outlaw I ya'll
to fuck with me so boy you better stop
Cause I'm a beat ass like your pops
Get the real estate money and the props

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