Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

Soul of a number man, I can throw a curve underhand
for the streets, not Summer Jam
This ain't for the fans that wanna hear pop and
off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch from the back
This ain't for self proclaimed legends nobody wanna hear from
Get a gun; come to peers, I got none
This ain't for bandwagon fans sit asses in the same spot
Y'all the niggas made Trinidad Jame$ hot
This ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the Kendrick got bars
I his shit and wasn't offended at all
And as it played I him say I wasn't mentioned with y'all
started it, only right I finish the job
So all that shit is revocable, an overview
Only noticeable is how he barely gave me any quotables
I state facts, not to say it's 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 spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let slip away
I'm in the court of public opinion, ready to click and
Jay Elec 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 when I ask you 'bout it that's my examination
a scrimmage to me, all these blemished MC's
Infamously it's image I see
But if it's bars, not bread, to hell with the wealth
Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a of yourself
I mean uh, since rap has accessible, they action been regrettable
This is what the do
Chick message to tricks ain't get to see 'em
They even artists and they get paid per diem
We talking bars, then whole conversation changed
Fuck all the subliminals now nigga saying
of these OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to half ass
To me it's just one that's bad ass
of New York, my nigga stop it 5
Keep it funky washed you twice
Tell me Tyler that fire with saliva? I reply don't bring a lie
Run up on Meek the silencer, nigga quiet down
ride off with his intro playing
Cause I get hype to that 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 leavin' him Black Thoughts
You bars niggas better get help
They put they guts all on the track, still they never get
Lot of tier rappers tryna rep for they belt
Nigga there's to this shit, dog you said it yourself
But check it, when it comes to control, I have lost a bit
Law abiding citizen I'm coming for all of it
Running in studio engineer that recorded it
Yes men that supported it, any blog reported it
Any artist he tour with, whoever bought the shit
Whoever thought of it, his whoever taught him it
with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or lick
If I got it twisted you coming to contort the
But the irony, all inspire me
Y'all in a spot a lot of us to be
We striving my G, tip my hat so y'all know it's real
whoever mad, you said how we all suppose to feel
I know the game, some'll try to get
You the envelope, some of us provided the stamp
Predecessors wrote the letter, sealed it shut
Some was nice without the percs, Amil got touched
Hip Hop, should blame on the mic these niggas hands on
Shades that wear in the club, couches they stand on
You credibility with dead ability
Raise the bar you on par with this level of agility
Old UNLV Runnin' Rebel artillery, with at the 2
sparring y'all wanna do?
Get to arguing with a Spartan, it cool
I heard them voices, I'll knock the martian up outta dude
Separate the from the timid, it's hip hop
if your car is lease or rented, at least you in it
Foaming at the lips, looking like the in women
Don't be most of y'all been a feast from the beginning
This is for B.I.G., Thoughts, Coogi printed
This for Nas, army jacket the uzi in it
Not no Shiny Suit shit, this 92 Knicks
This for missing 92 bricks
For State Prop and Beans, to the L.O.X. first burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac and even E.D.I.
This for the Mobb and the tape, word to Inspectah Deck
ain't for the labels nah, Wu said protect ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I want it to get spun 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 nigga on me
This is for every living rapper ever in these streets
And any outsider that happen to think a portion is sweet
Niggas been killed for less and got a for free
If you ever in the hood, I think we all should agree
for every nigga that took what you said in stride
I couldn't abide, some of us still pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline
get touched, so if you feminine hush
Project benches I trust, came from syringes and
So who you named be mentioned with us
But wait, at least of em', other half rapped around
Dual clips wrap around, gather every rapper 'round
See what when niggas try to go toe to toe
what happen when you let a blood bath 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
Cause if we talking bars lot of y'all should the fuck up
is lightweight, put the bucks up
If we talking bars lot of y'all should the fuck up