Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

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

Visions my synaptic space
Command and shape, to illustrate my landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous
Thickets the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree
Eavesdrop; and the incline 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 adjacent
Spirit is still so just and be patient
Some heads approach I'm the one to base with
Clowns about to scream and but don't say shh...
I ain't your so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of course it
My synopsis will drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the
I must represent, I don't off with no corniness
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you around like calypso
And, murmur to yourself a schizo
There ain't no on the ???

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

We got all on lock
From meat to
Star, what? Throwin like Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, cause its the to be
I my paint, jump on stage and deface emcees
We sell our like Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or songs, shit we can get it on!
Going back and forth, and back, all across 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 called a hater, imagine that!
We ain't havin that reachin past the star that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast your ass back to natural habitat
So floss, cause what it ain't worth it to me
I'm the one these Spice Girl emcees 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, what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock
And always drop the bona-fide head
Aiyyo, for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for hater-players

Blackstar keeps