Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

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

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, rappers gon die together
Told mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She left the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather
Sending niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that they should die it
Some of my fans they look like Cham, but say I am
the though 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 heart attacks, when you tell 'em God is back
The problem is more than that, Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack the rats get em
the baptism, the black in the black hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the kill em
Live life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think that you be stopping me
Destiny stop me, I move and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could bring it back, not only but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from
The and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a nigga

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

Then they on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, rappers be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm and screaming solo
Disrespecting the a no-no, I'll leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, niggaz'll never vanish
We rise up and then we up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your piece, to make niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, back in your purse
nigga say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you like me come fight me
And if you afford the flight, and you don't like me then write me
I concerned, with 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
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
What's his name, mayn

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