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

It's so
Got a whole of issues
of my brain
Gathered next to the temple

all my rhymes in pencil
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 rapper
There's nothing I can do to change

Man, like I told you before
You don't to me
So I don't no more

Give me a huge label
And a at fame
And I, I'll and dance
Go with the grain

Sponsor companies
Promote with no
Smile, hands
Damn, I love this

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

You'll be to trifle my cycling
Ease the of the knife
That's in my back
Or is that a

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

my motherfuckin system
Into
White or black, slap face
your head's not attached

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

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

First, I would to call attention to your 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

skippy

Fission, using the brand of raps
Not used in hip hop
lock, never was part of my agenda
To over and open up my ass cheeks
So could dip cock

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

Trying to make a dent in the world like a
The illest of traitors, me, Darth Vader
Nothing can you, peace out, see ya later
The dollar fifty in my wallet me to hate you

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

I just wrote rhymes on that's lined
And everyone of my lines reflects on
I live in, giving a shit, not me
Like band guitars
Every one of my lyrics lately's in E

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

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

Now you can't force a revolution, choosing
Offer a helping hand to the dumb and
Use my record the guideline, for you to follow along
up and then swallow your tongue

You hardcore, I'm hollow
My blue collar
Working class
Shit piled on

I really hate all
I smiled on
I'm lying on a cold
but feel like I'm dying on a or a cable

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

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

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

Damn