Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Story

1]
Welcome to the Jonny show
I'm about to
Independent with a thousand albums sold
used to crowd around me funny now they don't
No one's in my lane, my competition going
No but I dissipate 'em in a cloud of smoke
they engine up and I'm a thousand miles down the road
You ain't ever heard of me, fuck it now you
It's to take you serious, and I ain't out of jokes
of the shit you rap about is unaccountable
Sang enough to make you know so your mouth and count your own
Never seen an ounce of blow, dressing you Al Capone
(?) or we can see a brown
Pocket of bread, I ain't counting sour dough
Cheating on her from above, how the roles
Got reversed, when it was in, they said, "Look out below"
Never tried to lend a hand, I was down and out and
With no balance in my bank account, and a couple 'O's
Now we (?) while we on the (?)
Weird where the talent go, now like there's no one left
Someone said you blowing up, they trolling on the network
I my flows, I choke 'em out and never broke a sweat
You one out the box, a bunch of cause that I'm a noble vet
You're not on my (?) so do not pose a threat
I ain't of no one, seen a hater and I told him that

[Hook:
If you start shit, there won't be none
Cause I don't need no reason
To be the one responsible for your
Cause when it comes to competition, I don't see
They all went on me
Ain't nobody coming to me
It's like a goddamn story
It's a goddamn story
It's a goddamn story

2]
Go ahead and sign a horn, like every boring rapper
I wish the dude behind the booth would pull the cord
Just went and do shit you're good at
Your stage is hard for me to look at
Like a unibrow and I'll be
The difference our music's night and day
I'm getting busy but you shitty like a pile of cow manure
So watch that of yours
I never thought I'd see the day it'd be to let these rappers dress like Shalamar
They dance, suck a dick, fuck these kids, knock 'em off they balance boards
'em down and (?)
Ugly as fuck but these sluts down they drawers
White bitches love me like I'm outfit stores
Sick and never found the cure, sipping on the and Port
and rowdy bumping Scotty ATL and (?) boy
Some dummy said I wasn't hungry since I made it and I'm
Bitch, I'm like the Army was in Valley Forge
Was dope enough to get a back in 2004
I was born a killer, tried to warn 'em, what I 'em was

If you don't shit, there won't be none
Cause I really need no reason
To be the one responsible for your
when it comes to competition, I don't see none
They all went on me
Ain't coming close to me
It's like a ghost story
It's a goddamn story
It's a ghost story

3]
I'm just really honest y'all
I'm sick of being modest all the time
When all artists talk like they the hottest and y'all
They don't get away with
They just rhyming words together, no substance to their monologue
They go on stage and spray the with water
Rapping over top they vocals to this
In fact, they sounding dog
We ain't playing volleyball, I ain't going and forth
If you diss me and then piss me off, I might smack you for it
Run up in the studio while you were on everything
It's coolio, I jack you for laps up in your mackie board
You think I'm playing, you
Shit, you faker than a take and you ain't got no screws
You only act the
Come and get the battle scar, thicker that's caviar
You fictional Battlestar Galactica and Avatar
I'm on planet and these rappers almost out of Mars
Venus, jesus, we the C&T, we just laugh at
An open casket, I just killed a track
If you it, play it back
Really, I'm just stating facts

If you don't start shit, there won't be
Cause I really need no reason
To be the one for your extinction
Cause when it comes to competition, I don't see
They all went on me
Ain't coming close to me
It's like a goddamn ghost