Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

It's a Small Wonder, Vicki, why I'm picky
These niggas like hickies
And get to slip they shit in like Mickies
I'm of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the
Like a how I run through it, I do it so cold
up your bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but really know what you be talkin about
You should retire, get that watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and clots
My is, your flow gets stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, take that ass
Everybody lookin at you, fish tank
In effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And keep it blacker the back of your neck
you expect, emcees hollerin
Cause we developin the
Gettin played stone love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your universe so your demise is
Before rise it gets worse
You need a nurse like Gregory
Beggin me - it hurts! - is what you say to me
that's supposed to mean 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 love

Visions my synaptic space
Command and shape, to my mind's landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the ridges
Thickets the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine,
Stones in orbit, refuse to
all form a cipher, and they came to absorb 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
is still so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the one to base
Clowns to scream and shout but don't say shh...
I your student so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my 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 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 line
We bout to y'all home
Here we go

We got all on lock
From meat to
Black Star, Throwin like Kid Rock in bars
Men to where we are, cause its the place to be
I grab my paint, jump on stage and emcees
We sell our souls like Spawn and for the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or songs, shit we can get it on!
Going back and forth, forth and back, all across the
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 being called a hater, that!
We ain't havin that past the star status that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast ass back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs worth 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 name out Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, Carter!
(I be strokin, what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we harder
And drop the bona-fide head nodders
Aiyyo, for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for hater-players

Blackstar keeps