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

I say brothers are amused by other brothers
But they're all playing roles just like Epps
I see so many players I where the coach is
My name's Everlast I'm hard to like roaches
The dough that you're making has got you and faking
Your heart's been shook your cooked like bacon
Can't believe you're not you thought you was on it
Out to flaunt it but it's just Blue Bonnet
And now my turn kid watch me churn
There's so many spots they're had to earn
Pack it up it in
So let me
Don't make me have to smack your dumb ass into a spin
left in suspense from the aura of my presence
Trying to get props under pretense
You wanna say something but you're not
If I'm a dis ya you're 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
I can judge them by the company they keep
Way deep is how I get into rap thing
While you're napping I got your chick's titties
She's for me to hit her off lovely
I'm a all you punks like as if I was ...
When you sell out to to the masses
You have to go back and in some classes
All you curve start shaking your asses
All you blunt holders take two 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 ya down a little something
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Dead up too many crews be
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Get up I'll break ya a little something
I'm fed up it's time to go head
Dead up too many be fronting
I'm fed up it's time to go head
Hey what's that sound turn around
To back I got the grey ground
for you chumps that act odd
The ones faking jacks packing acting hard
But let's suppose you really had a
You still need some lessons on how to hold it firmer
Fuck a murder I'm a kill your ego
Cause we know that you ain't really got no
Murdering a prop my man this my homey
You to get the fuck out my face cause you don't know me jack
meeny miney moe
I put in your mental and I watch em grow
Turn on the instrument and then my flow
Put the dough in my pocket and I rock the
I know and you this is how we go
Somalaku to the
to the Hebrew
Geed lust envy sloth pride and wrath do the math
These seven deadly sins represent my
You scheming on testing me kid you been
I been told all my I'm my only friend
There's a on the road money it's the end
And you might think that I'm a
But while out at the spot I'm home chilling with your honey
I kicks
Like Steven King I 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 have too much to discuss
Trust me I be the gifted
Too of these rappers blowing up because of Guinness kid
You ain't did the bid you ain't never pulled the
You battle me I make you stagger 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 real estate money and then the

Lyrics by: mikE'97