Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

Yes
Every day somebody ask me all the real MC's is at?
underground
There's mad cats underground with that raw shit
Bringin them raw skills
YaknowwhatI'm
Really, to me

It's a Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm picky
These niggas suck like
And still get to slip they shit in Mickies
I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the
With the flavors a farm team fucking with the majors
Like a river how I run through it, I do it so
up your bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but really know what you be talkin about
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees wanna me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, cops, and blood clots
My point is, your gets stoped!
By all means, you need practice, take that ass home
Everybody lookin at you, fish syndrome
In full effect, I stay catchin rep
And keep it blacker than the back of neck
What you expect, hollerin
we developin the followin
Gettin played like love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your so your demise is first
Before your rise it worse
You need a night like Gregory
me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like supposed to mean somethin?
You the one I seen frontin in the
Your act I buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on just show love

Visions occupy my synaptic
and shape, to illustrate my mind's landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous
Thickets among the forests, rivers the bridges
of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine,
Stones in orbit, refuse to
They all form a cipher, and they came to it
I follow suit, and it, embrace it
Shinin bright, but still I'm not to waste it
Destined to rise, because I'm basement
Spirit is still so just and be patient
Some heads approach I'm the one to base with
Clowns about to and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't student so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my strength without
My, method is unorthodox, but of course it
My serious will drop kick, my topics
Run the and galvanize the audience
I represent, I don't come off with no corniness
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My will make you jump around like calypso
And, murmur to like a schizo
There ain't no on the ???

on
Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar
We bout to take home
Here we go

We got all markets on
meat to stock
Black Star, what? Throwin like Kid in bars
Men flock to where we are, its the place to be
I grab my paint, jump on and deface emcees
We sell our souls Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon
or written songs, shit we can get it on!
Going back and forth, forth and back, all across the
Passin the mic's quarterbacks
Of its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is
Out of fear of being called a hater, that!
We ain't that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast ass back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs worth it to me
Cause I'm the one these Spice emcees Wannabe
But they can't, ain't no points for effort, so why
Cause your calls my name out like Clarence Carter
Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin, what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock
And always the bona-fide head nodders
Aiyyo, for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players

Blackstar shining