Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You and Your Filthy A&R Department

It's so
Got a list of issues
of my brain
Gathered right next to the

Write all my rhymes in
So I can 'em
The morning after I em
I wake up, read them and them

later, lay them down
And them understand
Sometimes a suck
nothing I can do to change them

Man, it's like I you before
You listen to me
So I don't no more

Give me a huge label
And a chance at
And I, I'll sing and
Go right with the

soda companies
Promote with no
Smile, hands
Damn, I love game

But just when you think I'm your best friend
I'ma stab you in your fucking back, time and time
Till the blood soaks through sports coat
And my Pepsi money, I'ma drink Coke

You'll be to trifle my cycling
the pain of the knife
That's in my fucking
Or is a hose?

siphonin' my spirit, man
Got to
Counter they blows blocks
In the of all that is not wack

Kick my system
Auto-Rap
White or black, slap face
Till your head's not

Rocket blast, the slap
Back of hurts
But I've had to wounds
are so much worse

Now first, I would like to attention to your verse
The I'm so fucked, and I'm about to burst
Cause you feeding me nothing but shit
And tell what I'm gosh tired of it

First, I would like to call attention to your
The reason I'm so fucked, and I'm to burst
Cause you keep me nothing but shit
And tell what I'm gosh darn of it

Damn

Fission, using the brand of raps
Not currently in hip hop
Lips lock, never was part of my
To bend and open up my ass cheeks
So ya'll could dip

On the radar, making other emcees jealous and
Like name was Ralph Nader
Yeah, I'm broke as and I got no paper
Shoulda just stuck with rock, it'a have been safer

Trying to make a in the world like a crater
The illest of traitors, it's me, Vader
Nothing can save you, peace out, see ya
The dollar fifty in my wallet forcing me to you

you on a little journey through my life
Where dad slept on the sofa, with his wife
as a toddler, man, it struck me as odd
But it getting odder, I never looked to God

I just wrote on paper that's lined
And everyone of my reflects on times
That I in, giving a shit, not me
Like metal guitars
Every one of my lyrics in dropped E

Now first, I would like to attention to your verse
The I'm so fucked, and I'm about to burst
Cause you feeding me nothing but shit
And tell what I'm gosh tired of it

First, I would like to call attention to verse
The reason I'm so fucked, and I'm to burst
Cause you keep feeding me nothing but
And tell what I'm darn tired of it

Now you can't a revolution, choosing sides
Offer a helping hand to the and blind
Use my record like the guideline, for you to along
Speak up and then swallow your

You hardcore, I'm core
My collar tour
Working class
Shit piled on

I really all these
motherfuckers I on
I'm on a cold table
but feel like I'm dying on a rope or a

I'm to breath the air through my nasal passage hole
don't believe me, nobody believes me
Oh, ya'll think it's easy to up like George and Weezy, exsqueeze me?

Now first, I would to call attention to your verse
The I'm so fucked, and I'm about to burst
Cause you keep me nothing but shit
And tell what I'm gosh tired of it

First, I would to call attention to your verse
The I'm so fucked, and I'm about to burst
Cause you keep feeding me but shit
And tell what I'm gosh tired of it

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