Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

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

It's a Small Wonder, Vicki, why I'm picky
These niggas suck like
And still get to slip they shit in like
I'm sick of the hater-players, on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team with the majors
a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up bodily fluids, your style is old
You your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so you miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood
My point is, 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 blacker than the back of your
What you expect, hollerin
Cause we developin the
played like stone love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse universe so your demise is first
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 frontin in the
Your act I buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on just show love

Visions my synaptic space
and shape, to illustrate my mind's landscape
The grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
Thickets among the forests, rivers the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the of sunshine, nine
in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher, and came to absorb it
I follow suit, and it, embrace it
Shinin bright, but still I'm not to waste it
Destined to rise, because I'm basement
Spirit is still so just chill and be
Some heads approach like I'm the one to with
Clowns about to scream and 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 course it
My serious synopsis drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and the audience
I must represent, I don't come off with no
It's all luminary, despite
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump around like
And, murmur to yourself a schizo
There 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
meat to stock
Black Star, what? Throwin Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, cause its the to be
I grab my paint, jump on stage and deface
We sell our souls like Spawn and come for the throne I sit
Freestyle or songs, shit we can get it on!
Going back and forth, forth and back, all across the
Passin the like quarterbacks
Of its phat, get off of that!
Reverse got em scared to say when shit is whack
Out of fear of being a hater, imagine that!
We ain't havin that reachin past the star status that you at
My battle raps blast your ass back to natural habitat
So floss, cause it costs ain't worth it to me
Cause I'm the one Spice Girl emcees Wannabe
But they can't, ain't no points for effort, so why
Cause your girl calls my name out Clarence Carter
Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin, that's 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 shining