Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Your Own

1]
Leave it all to hip-hop to make your simple start to go numb
I'm seein' peoples in the lights turn to and that's for real, son
Cause when I'm I never go commer-cial
And rappers they be goin' in rever-sal
But me, what you me, is goin' straight ahead
I'm never, goin' the wrong way because my style always approves
Let there, be light to the end of every
Take a with me, and use your mind just like a funnel
Your lookin' at the situation, with symbolation,
Intoxication must be if they keep on frontin'
Cuz nothin', could make me wanna quit or even
And if you wanna see Class, take a portrait
Or portfolio, but this the rodeo
But if you go toe to toe, ding let's start the show
And get it on, like Marvin Gaye or Sugar Ray, ha
Yeah, one for ya mind

Many rappers be spittin' game they sayin' somethin'
But when turn around all they see is people frontin'
Makin' music, think it's to the bone
But deep inside soul, you can never hold your own

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When I be on the I'm goin' off just like the power
And plus I bring the beat that keeps your head bobbin' for
And now I, could take it to another
So keep on smellin', the funk's got body yellin' help
To the rappers, or yet the crappy actors
You can call it what ya just don't let it pass ya by
And takin' over, kid
And that's the way it's goin' and that's the way it is
So move along, move aside, now rest
every brother who can rap thinks he's all that but fall back
Cuz you be slippin' on the beats that I
And everytime you did it you'd be it's terrific
But come on, son you just a gone to sleep
Mc's down on the rival on the feet
Take it as you want it, give it how you feel is
Talkin' at the them MC's tryna earn a mic

*Here I am 20 old trying to make it
Rippin' the microphone I'm muthafuckin' 60
Here I am 20 years old trying to it
Here I am, I am, here I am.....*

3]
What would rappers try to do if they heard a rhyme
to be a story teller havin' no say like Helen Keller
But I'm much weller, so I speak what's goin in my mind
Take ya days, months, years that matter it's just time
I'mma climb, the of luck, for real
So what's the deal, how you tryna make me out to be a
The check 1, 2 mic thrilla, how I feel ya
So don't be or I'll be the one to up and spill ya
Yeah, that's how I prove to be committed with my very own
Five years, dues, never thought that I would lose
But yo I wanted things so I lost
And if I'm goin' down then I guess I the cost
Only time tell if I made it back
But tapes later kid I'm still makin' raps
I guess I'm an addict I gotta get some more
But all you other rappers what the xxxx you many for