Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

(*talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
Summer 2005 nigga,

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die
Told lil' mama I drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to find a
The villain's born, dark that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was them, that they should die it yella
Some of my fans look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the of that, since no one spit a harder rap
I 'em that I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's fact
Gimmick rappers have attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is more that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em
the baptism, the black in the black hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em
Live your life a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, that you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
Fans are no crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the they trying to see
I could bring it back, not only force-ably but
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Houston
The and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big illusion
you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the confusion
You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out in these streets, and I see these old
Record labels trying to advance, trying to old material
On a nigga, so of Controversy Sells we gon switch it up
2005, "The Sound of Revenge"

Then they on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo
in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the a no-no, I'll leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never
We rise up and then we up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya on, you better go get it plant it
Rip off chest piece, to make niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, back in your purse
That nigga say he don't like me, he like he a wifey
held a pistol, acting like he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you like me come fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't like me then me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of like gum germs
I got enough twisters, to make the tongue turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
'em it's time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap and if you beg to differ
to the mic, and spit some'ing sicker nigga
Ha-ha, mayn