Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up

(featuring J-Live)

"Give it up! But - it's - - no - use!"

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"Give it up! Oh Lord.... it all to you
I try, but - it's - - no - use!"

[R.A. the Rugged
Aiyo, give it up, you up, no fuss, blood rush
Cuss much, mine? You bust nuts, crunch crunch
the bud, what's what, the white King Tut
Out in so-fuck, who they dug up, yup, it's the Rugged
On the record with J-Live, I hardly believe this
I never thought I'd be rapping on no record with school
Hair flinch the eighties, library, lies bury
TV, tell visually, kid you wit me, hostility
Humility, hillbilly, gorilla, he mentally
Still is he, actually, killed me, billy
All that stuff you about me, is probably true
I got the AIDS virus, I probably do
Ammunition spitting is him, is it, you
Littering written, it's in slippers, get the in him
Sticking it sinners, sizzlin' rhythm, verbally hit him
Did he did it, or did he didn't, it
he ain't offended, the men and women
Every minute in it, don't be
Every illiterate ignorant dissed it
Every idiot ain't live it, they talking shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my

Give it up, for the & the Earths, ladies and gentleman
All the human families, the can't stand me
The righteous man me the mic, it's uncanny how
One man's penalty's, is man's boo-whore
The label pun's ironic, of this sport
Still can't stop a grown man, from pressing
A man can either be freedom or free label
When you spent, what you make, to keep making, you save
A damn thing, no savings, that's how enslave ya
That's why I daily; to be my own savior
I when shine glows and reflects in my behavior
So caught in between checks, I it in respect
So give it up, if your mission's my position
As a physician, making you listen
Me and Rugged Man relate, a previous poem
Like he said, I'm mad famous, for unknown
On for ten years, I can hardly believe it
Never thought I'd be perceived, as just some rapping school
Just dude, that can cut and rhyme, same time
Just some conscious kid, that's try'nna save the through rhyme
Just underground, hand-to-mouth microphonist
Stop your mirror rap, to stop you in your tracks
will stomp you on your track, justice is not just
Another rapper, I'm the crown royal block
With a velvet bag, matter of fact, and the swagger is back
And backed by, a whole of millions
You can't hold me, my new is my old ceiling
That's why I'm guaranteed, to you with something you lack, so just