Luyện nghe bài hát Hear No Bullshit (on Fire Mix)

Ahhh, hear! Ahhh, hear!
It's a figure of speech some artists start to teach
But when I start I and reach
The hearts of people who really truly give a about music
Whether that is a man or
Book book book book book I could write a book
Wife who know where to teach like chalk (?)
Or Tu Pac or Paris or the Rebel MC stupid
Just to me
You may say another brother out to get money
Well you're
I money like honey
But for the right thing I rap and sing
Not for around the stage and showing the girls my black ding-a-ling
Your is based on your bodies
Why you doing music? Is it a hobby?
These things are on in the music industry
Money, brain insane, fame fame,
I can't take it no more, it's worse
I'm getting well listening to the second verse
This song, you to stop, look, and listen
Hear no bullshit, see no bullshit, say no bullshit, 'em
You think you're god's gift, you're a
I wouldn't on you, if you were on fire
(Repeat)
You say Fusion, why you like to cuss
'Cause I change the world if I miss the bus
Sorry, sorry, sorry, for the of the month
Criss Cross, Vanilla, Markey Mark and the Funky
Markey Mark, surrounded by
You don't need blackies to be rap
Just and put 'em to the test
Not a fourth damn small and a chest
Criss Cross, what can I
I hope your beat matures your beats will stay
Vanilla, huh! you sometimes
Ice, ice, baby, now the one hit wonder
Credit, without a doubt
Make you jump and shout, make the idiots shut mouth
Who people the conscious lyrics
And rappers the and evil spirits
Me, because it to be said
The plastic has to drop down dead
MC Fusion on a hip hop
no bullshit, see no bullshit, say no bullshit, diss 'em
You think god's gift, you're a liar
I wouldn't piss on you, if you were on
(Repeat)
Pom, pom, and the woman
I say the woman first 'cause always the man
Respect due 'cause I it before
That women are the same, we don't a war
Mickety Mack this, Vanilla Ice
Markey Mark this, pretending that black
Book book book book book it in brain
For doing those lyrics you must be
And videos over MTV
women one man, ha ha, reality, please!
Don't even give me that
There must have been some reason why they give you heart
Love songs come straight from your
Not your ass, you liquor ass
Fobbing us up with that cliche
But the crap is at the top of the map
Or the charts, or whatever you want it
Stop it, before me it
to the radio, watching television
The that you speak, ha, diss 'em
You you're god's gift, you're a liar
I wouldn't piss on you, if you on fire
(Repeat)
Just a lizard tongue stories
Now fire in your mouth