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

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