Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm
These niggas suck hickies
And still get to slip they shit in like
I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the
With the flavors like a farm team with the majors
Like a river how I run it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, your is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear
I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and clots
My point is, your gets stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, that ass home
Everybody at you, fish tank syndrome
In effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the back of your
you expect, emcees hollerin
Cause we developin the
played like stone love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your universe so your is first
Before your rise it worse
You need a night like Gregory
Beggin me - stop it hurts! - is you say to me
Like that's supposed to somethin?
You the one I seen in the club
act I don't buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, on just show your love

Visions my synaptic space
Command and shape, to illustrate my landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the ridges
Thickets among the forests, rivers the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree
Eavesdrop; and hear the of sunshine, nine
Stones in orbit, refuse to
all form a cipher, and they came to absorb it
I follow suit, and face it, it
Shinin bright, but still I'm careful not to it
Destined to rise, because I'm basement
is still so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach I'm the one to base with
about to scream and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't your so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my strength effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of it rocks
My serious synopsis will drop kick, my
Run the and galvanize the audience
I must represent, I don't come off no corniness
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you around like calypso
And, murmur to like a schizo
ain't no bottom on the ???

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

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

keeps shining