Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

Yes
Every day somebody ask me all the real MC's is at?
They
There's mad talented cats with that raw shit
Yaknowwhat'msayin? them raw skills
sayin?
Really, to me

It's a Wonder, like 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, bring on the
With the flavors like a farm team fucking the majors
Like a river how I run through it, I do it so
Freezin up bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
You should retire, get that watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical
Now get this, emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, cops, and blood clots
My is, your flow gets stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, take ass home
Everybody at you, fish tank syndrome
In full effect, I stay catchin rep
And keep it blacker than the back of neck
What you expect, hollerin
Cause we developin the
Gettin played like stone love tapes and dollar
Order reverse universe so your demise is first
Before your rise it gets
You need a night nurse Gregory
me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like that's to mean somethin?
You the one I frontin in the club
Your act I buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, on just show your love

occupy my synaptic space
Command and shape, to my mind's landscape
The grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
Thickets among the forests, beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up tree tops
and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
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 careful not to it
Destined to rise, I'm basement adjacent
Spirit is still so just and be patient
Some heads approach I'm the one to base with
Clowns to scream and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't your student so I ain't to be
I'm majestic, I my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of it rocks
My serious synopsis will kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the
I must represent, I don't come off with no
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump around calypso
And, murmur to yourself like a
There ain't no on the ???

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

We got all markets on
meat to stock
Black Star, what? Throwin Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, its the place 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 written songs, 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!
Reverse psychology got em to say when shit is whack
Out of fear of being called a hater, that!
We ain't havin that reachin past the star that you grabbin at
My raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs ain't it to me
Cause I'm the one these 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, that's I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we harder
And always the bona-fide head nodders
Aiyyo, later for the
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for hater-players

keeps shining