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 hear pop and snap
Drunk off Ciroc and the Yak, all can watch from the back
ain't for self proclaimed legends that nobody wanna hear from
Scared? Get a gun; come to peers, I got
This ain't for bandwagon fans sit asses in the same spot
Y'all the same made Trinidad Jame$ hot
This ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got
I his shit and wasn't offended at all
And as it played I heard him say I wasn't mentioned y'all
Joell started it, right I finish the job
So all shit is revocable, from an overview
Only thing noticeable is how he gave me any quotables
I state facts, not to say wack but check the playback
Outrhyming A$AP ain't showing me where your at
I'm on my shit today, you the of New York
You might as well had on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that slip away
I'm in the of public opinion, ready to click and spray
Light Jay ass up, that's my Exhibit A
Bitch kill my vibe is you wanna get into
Drown em all in a swimming pool, full of and drool
You renting jewels with all the fascination?
So I ask you 'bout it that's my cross examination
This a scrimmage to me, all blemished MC's
Infamously it's about I see
But if bars, not about bread, to hell with the wealth
Put you inside of the bullet, to see a shell of yourself
I mean uh, since rap has been accessible, they been regrettable
This is what the do
sending message to tricks ain't get to see 'em
They ain't artists and they get paid per diem
We bars, then this whole conversation changed
Fuck all the now nigga saying names
Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all know me to half ass
To me just one Joey that's bad ass
King of New York, my nigga it 5
Keep it funky Drake washed you
Tell me Tyler that with saliva? I reply don't bring a lie around
Run up on Meek the silencer, nigga quiet down
Then ride off with his intro
Cause I get hype to shit dog I ride to that shit
With nightmares, I be at the root of em with the mag off
Know he love Philly so I'm him with Black Thoughts
You bars niggas better get help
They put they all on the track, still they never get felt
Lot of lower rappers tryna rep for they belt
there's levels to this shit, dog you said it yourself
But check it, when it comes to control, I have lost a bit
Law abiding citizen style I'm for all of it
Running in your engineer that recorded it
Yes men that supported it, any blog reported it
Any artist he tour with, snuff whoever the shit
Whoever thought of it, his whoever taught him it
Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, cough or lick
If I got it twisted you coming to the shit
But the irony, y'all all me
in a spot a lot of us aspire to be
We just striving my G, tip my hat so y'all know real
whoever mad, you said how we all suppose to feel
I know the game, try to get amped
You the envelope, some of us provided the stamp
Predecessors wrote the letter, others sealed it
Some was nice without the percs, before got touched
It's Hip Hop, blame on the mic these niggas hands on
that they wear in the club, couches they stand on
You mixed credibility with ability
Raise the bar like you on par with this of agility
Old Runnin' Rebel artillery, with Augmon at the 2
sparring y'all wanna do?
Get to arguing with a Spartan, it cool
I heard them alien voices, I'll knock the up outta dude
Separate the beast the timid, it's hip hop
Fuck if your car is lease or rented, at you in it
at the lips, looking like the yeast in women
Don't be facetious most of y'all been a feast the beginning
This is for B.I.G., Suicidal Thoughts, Coogi
This for Nas, jacket with the uzi in it
Not no Suit shit, this that 92 Knicks
This for missing 92 bricks
For Prop and Beans, to when the L.O.X. first burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac and even E.D.I.
This for the and the purple tape, word to Inspectah Deck
This ain't for the labels nah, Wu said protect ya'
This ain't a diss, I don't want it to get wrong
And this for Big L, the that Joe found Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I ain't a G
Nigga I'm talking a G!! My talking on me
This is for every living ever walked in these streets
And any outsider that happen to think that a is sweet
Niggas been for less and got a coffin for free
If you ever in the hood, I think we all should agree
This for every nigga that took you said in stride
I couldn't abide, of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline
Men'll get touched, so if you hush
Project I trust, came from syringes and dust
So who you named shouldn't be with us
But wait, at half of em', other half rapped around
Dual clips wrap around, gather every rapper 'round
See what happen when try to go toe to toe
This what happen when you let a bath overflow
Used to do lines, how could wanna go blow for blow
I could overdose and drag you niggas comatose
is lightweight, put the bucks up
Cause if we bars lot of y'all should shut the fuck up
is lightweight, put the bucks up
If we talking bars lot of should shut the fuck up