Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

It's a Small Wonder, Vicki, why I'm picky
niggas suck like hickies
And get to slip they shit in like Mickies
I'm sick of the hater-players, on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the
a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical
Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, witness
I'm like clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, flow gets stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, that ass home
Everybody lookin at you, fish tank
In full effect, I stay catchin rep
And keep it blacker than the back of your
What you expect, emcees
Cause we developin the
Gettin played like stone love and dollar vans
Order your universe so your demise is first
Before your rise it worse
You need a night like Gregory
Beggin me - it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like that's to mean 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 occupy my synaptic
Command and shape, to my mind's landscape
The grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
among 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
They all form a cipher, and they came to it
I follow suit, and 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 chill and be
heads approach like I'm the one to base with
Clowns about to scream and but don't say shh...
I ain't your student so I ain't to be
I'm majestic, I represent my strength without
My, method is unorthodox, but of it rocks
My serious synopsis will drop kick, my
Run the gauntlets and the audience
I must represent, I come off with no corniness
It's all luminary, commentary
people say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will you jump 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 to take 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 we are, cause its the place to be
I grab my paint, on stage and deface emcees
We sell our 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!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say shit is whack
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 your natural
So floss, cause what it costs ain't it to me
Cause I'm the one Spice Girl emcees Wannabe
But they can't, no points for effort, so why bother?
Cause your girl calls my out like Clarence Carter
Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin, that's I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock
And always the bona-fide head nodders
Aiyyo, for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players

keeps shining