Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

Soul of a 70's number man, I can throw a curve
This for the streets, not Jam
This ain't for the fans that wanna pop and snap
Drunk off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can from the back
This ain't for self legends that nobody wanna hear from
Scared? Get a come to peers, I got none
This ain't for bandwagon fans sit y'all in the same spot
Y'all the same niggas made Jame$ hot
This to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars
I heard his and wasn't offended at all
And as it played I heard him say I wasn't mentioned y'all
Joell started it, only right I the job
So all that shit is revocable, an overview
Only thing noticeable is how he barely me any quotables
I state facts, not to say wack but check the playback
Outrhyming A$AP showing me where your weight at
I'm on my shit today, you the king of New
You might as well had spit on Biggie's grave, let that slip away
I'm in the of public opinion, ready to click and spray
Light Jay Elec ass up, my Exhibit A
Bitch kill my vibe is you wanna get into
Drown em all in a pool, full of phlegm and drool
You renting jewels what's all the fascination?
So when I ask you it that's my cross examination
This a scrimmage to me, all these blemished
Infamously it's about I see
But if it's bars, not about bread, to hell with the
Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a shell of
I mean uh, since rap has been accessible, they been regrettable
is what the net'll do
Chick sending to tricks ain't get to see 'em
They even artists and they get paid per diem
We talking bars, then this whole conversation
all the subliminals now nigga saying names
Some of OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to half ass
To me it's just one Joey bad ass
of New York, my nigga stop it 5
Keep it Drake washed you twice
Tell me Tyler that with saliva? I reply don't bring a lie around
Run up on with the silencer, nigga quiet down
Then off with his intro playing
Cause I get hype to that dog I ride to that shit
With nightmares, I wanna be at the root of em the mag off
Know he love so I'm leavin' him with Black Thoughts
You talking bars niggas better get
They put they all on the track, still they never get felt
Lot of lower tier rappers tryna rep for belt
Nigga there's levels to this shit, dog you said it
But check it, when it comes to control, I might have a bit
Law abiding style I'm coming for all of it
Running in studio engineer that recorded it
Yes men supported it, any blog that reported it
Any artist he tour with, snuff bought the shit
Whoever of it, his mentor whoever taught him it
Interrupt a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or lick
If I got it twisted you coming to the shit
But the irony, all inspire me
Y'all in a spot a lot of us to be
We just striving my G, tip my hat so y'all know real
Fuck mad, you said how we all suppose to feel
I the game, some'll try to get amped
You push the envelope, of us provided the stamp
Predecessors the letter, others sealed it shut
Some was without the percs, before Amil got touched
It's Hip Hop, blame on the mic these niggas hands on
Shades that they wear in the club, they stand on
You mixed credibility with dead
Raise the bar like you on par with level of agility
Old Runnin' Rebel artillery, with Augmon at the 2
What sparring y'all do?
Get to with a Spartan, play it cool
I heard them alien voices, I'll knock the up outta dude
Separate the beast from the timid, hip hop
Fuck if your car is lease or rented, at you in it
Foaming at the lips, like the yeast in women
Don't be most of y'all been a feast from the beginning
is for B.I.G., Suicidal Thoughts, Coogi printed
This for Nas, army with the uzi in it
Not no Shiny Suit shit, this 92 Knicks
This for Hov's 92 bricks
For State Prop and Beans, to the L.O.X. first burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac and E.D.I. Mean
This for the and the purple tape, word to Inspectah Deck
This for the labels nah, Wu said protect ya' neck
ain't a diss, I don't want it to get spun wrong
And for Big L, the block that Joe found Pun on
This is for Stack, I ain't talking a G
Nigga I'm a G!! My nigga talking on me
This is for every rapper ever walked in these streets
And any outsider that happen to that a portion is sweet
been killed for less and got a coffin for free
If you ever been in the hood, I think we all agree
This for every nigga that took you said in stride
I abide, some of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline
Men'll get touched, so if you hush
benches I trust, came from syringes and dust
So who you named shouldn't be with us
But wait, at least half of em', half rapped around
Dual clips that around, gather every rapper 'round
See what happen when try to go toe to toe
This what happen when you let a blood overflow
Used to do lines, how could they wanna go blow for
I could overdose and drag you niggas comatose
This is lightweight, put the up
if we talking bars lot of y'all should shut the fuck up
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talking bars lot of y'all should the fuck up