Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm
These niggas like 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 fucking with the
a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, your is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really what you be talkin about
You should retire, get complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood
My is, your flow gets stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, take that ass
Everybody lookin at you, tank syndrome
In full effect, I catchin lyrical rep
And keep it than the back of your neck
What you expect, emcees
Cause we the followin
Gettin like stone love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your universe so your is first
Before your it gets worse
You a night nurse like Gregory
me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like supposed to mean somethin?
You the one I seen in the club
Your act I buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on just your 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
of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
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 I'm careful not to waste it
Destined to rise, because I'm adjacent
Spirit is still so just and be patient
heads approach like I'm the one to base with
Clowns 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, is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
My serious synopsis will kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the
I must represent, I don't come off no corniness
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign make you jump around like calypso
And, to yourself like a schizo
There no bottom on the ???

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

We got all markets on
meat to stock
Black Star, what? Throwin Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to we are, cause its the place to be
I grab my paint, on stage 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, and back, all across the track
Passin the like quarterbacks
Of its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is
Out of of being called a hater, imagine that!
We havin that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast your ass back to your 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, ain't no points for effort, so why
Cause your girl calls my out like Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, Carter!
(I be strokin, that's I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock
And always drop the bona-fide head
Aiyyo, later for the
Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players

Blackstar keeps