Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

It's a Small Wonder, Vicki, why I'm picky
These niggas like hickies
And still get to slip shit in like Mickies
I'm sick of the hater-players, on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team with the majors
Like a river how I run through it, I do it so
Freezin up your fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really what you be talkin about
You should retire, get that watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss lyrical fitness
Now get this, emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, your gets stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, take ass home
lookin at you, fish tank syndrome
In full effect, I stay lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the of your neck
What you expect, emcees
we developin the followin
Gettin played like love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your universe so your demise is
Before rise it gets worse
You need a night nurse 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, come on just show your

Visions occupy my synaptic
Command and shape, to illustrate my landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the ridges
Thickets the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the of sunshine, nine
Stones in orbit, to forfeit
all form a cipher, and they came to absorb it
I suit, and face it, embrace it
bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it
Destined to rise, because I'm basement
Spirit is still so just and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the one to base
about to scream and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't your student so I to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my strength effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of it rocks
My synopsis will drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and the audience
I must represent, I don't 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 yourself a schizo
ain't no bottom on the ???

on
Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar
We bout to y'all home
Here we go

We got all on lock
From meat to
Star, what? Throwin like 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 sell our like Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs, we can get it on!
Going back and forth, forth and back, all the track
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 a hater, imagine that!
We ain't that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast your ass to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs ain't it to me
Cause I'm the one these Spice Girl Wannabe
But they can't, no points for effort, so why bother?
your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, Carter!
(I be strokin, that's I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we harder
And drop the bona-fide head nodders
Aiyyo, later for the
Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players

Blackstar shining