Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

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

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die
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
gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, they should die it yella
Some of my fans look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, since no one a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm Jehova's brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's more
Gimmick rappers have attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is than that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the get em
After the baptism, the black in the hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em
Live your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the
Stare at a flight of stairs, you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think that you be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
Fans are no longer to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's for me
Rap is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump the confusion
You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

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

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, to panic
Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it
Rip off your piece, to make niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And realize why rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you (you jerks), is a package of skirts
Put your little advance, back in your purse
That say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't a pistol, acting like he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you don't like me fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't like me write me
I concerned, with any of your concerns
I'm to stack, plack on top of plack like gum germs
I got enough tongue twisters, to the tongue turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay 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 hardest rap and if you beg to differ
Step to the mic, and spit some'ing sicker
Ha-ha, mayn