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 players I where the coach is
My name's Everlast I'm hard to kill roaches
The dough you're making has got you fronting and faking
Your heart's been shook your brain's cooked like
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 watch me
There's only so many spots they're had to
it up pack it in
So let me
Don't make me have to smack your ass into a head spin
left in suspense from the aura of my presence
Trying to get under false pretense
You wanna say something but you're not
If I'm a dis ya cause not pure
Like the cheap version that gets cut baking soda
If you had game you still couldn't get
I know your crew's gotta be weak
Cause I can judge them by the they keep
Way deep is how I get into rap thing
While napping I got your chick's titties flapping
She's asking for me to hit her off
I'm a slay all you like as if I was ...
When you out to appeal to the masses
You have to go back and in some classes
All you curve pieces start shaking asses
All you holders take two pulls and pass it
Back in '89 I dropped too much
Rock from Lake Habasoo out to Placid
While you busy ragging on the you blasted
I'm how many days have you fasted

Get up I'll ya down a little something
I'm fed up it's to go head hunting
Dead up too crews be fronting
I'm fed up it's time to go head
Get up I'll break ya a little something
I'm fed up it's time to go head
Dead up too crews be fronting
I'm fed up time to go head hunting
Hey what's that sound don't turn
To your back I got the ground
for you chumps that act odd
The ones faking jacks packing acting hard
But let's suppose you had a burner
You would still need some on how to hold it firmer
Fuck a I'm a just kill your ego
Cause we know you ain't really got no people
Murdering a prop my man this my that
You need to get the out my face cause you don't know me jack
meeny miney moe
I put seeds in mental and I watch em grow
Turn on the instrument and then my flow
Put the dough in my and I rock the show
Cause I and you this is how we go
to the Muslim
Shalom to the
lust envy sloth gluttony pride and wrath do the math
These deadly sins represent my jinn
You scheming on testing me kid where you
I been told all my life I'm my only
There's a killer on the road it's the end
And you might think I'm a dummy
But while you're out at the spot I'm home chilling with your
I kicks
Like Steven King I the horror
If you wanna see when 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 to discuss
Trust me I be the unlimited
Too of these rappers blowing up because of Guinness kid
You ain't did the bid you ain't pulled the trigger
You me I make you stagger more than liquor
I get raw I'm quickdraw the outlaw I dealt
Ready to fuck with me so boy you stop
Cause I'm a beat ass like your pops
Get the estate money and then the props

Lyrics by: mikE'97