Luyện nghe bài hát Honour Mic

1]
Mic got no friends on the mic
Me I might for your whole ends on a hype
Cruising through ends in a new Benz
And I caught you trynna move a 2-2 Benz on bike
Do what you can, do what I like
Too many on too many hypes
Too many threats when dies
Not enough fistfights, too many
Too many skets too many lies
Too many, too many, too times
Make that you ain't using your cock
you man are out here choosing your wife
Make sure that you man are using your
Or you might just start your mind
Tell the mandem start using your
Or you just start losing it
I forsee shadows, me shallow
I'm being parrow, catch me falling
Four feet narrow, need more
the green sparrow
Cause I need for this old arrow
Your will run from seagulls
Score shots, score shots, crow
Out here up like scarecrows, woo!
doing this shit for years bro
All my heroes are
Don't fear us, us
And please don't let no near us
Bad polluting the sky
I know full well that I ain't to jail
Or doing time, or putting a body on a nine
And killing who was lying
About every body on his nine
Cause every other isn't getting bodied, am I lying?
Nah man I ain't rating you really
I see a snake in your video, what's the
making and taking a video
Just to act Drake in a video
Silly yo
Ask anyone, I really don't rap
Ask anyone, yeah I throw hands
It's 2016, every is a roadman
And every roadman wanna rap now, really though

Mic got no friends on the mic
Me I might send for your whole on a hype
Cruising your ends in a new Benz
And I caught you trynna move a 2-2 Benz on your
Do what you can, I'll do I like
Too begs on too many hypes
Too threats when nobody dies
Not enough fistfights, too knives
Too skets telling too many lies
Too many, too many, too times
Too many, too many, too many
Too many, too many,
2]
All for Your Honour Mic
Alright, let's take them on a
To live lavish is all we want in
Y-O die, we multiply
up on the countryside
Do or die, man dies
Suicide, we breed
mice, can't see my
View on life but are blind
Y-O till I'm
Y-O but you buy it
Y-O but pouring white
Why don't we want more in
I'm dreams, planning schemes
get my family out the streets
For more for the night
As as we alive, get organised
Never had a order in my life
You're not a good criminal, if famous for crime
Never caught, I just caught a vibe
Never been caught, I just the virus
Too sick, never nicked
(Never x3)
Never nicked
I'm prick
Mic got no friends on the mic
On a terrorist vibe on here in this
All for Your Honour Mic
I'm on the mic, don't think cause I bark
I ain't gonna
Jealousy lies in my enemy's
Everybody emcees, but they ever be Mic
I'm a lowlife, but the levels be
ketamine high
I'm flying, think I need co-pilot's
I'd be lying if I said that I'm
That I haven't it, I'm waiting
I have the
brain cause you can't see my talent wasted
Best in the game, anybody go against I say
Fuck a pen and a paper, I'll just smash face in

Fuck the truth, I want the
The whole zoot and nothing but the

Mic got no friends on the mic
Me I might send for whole ends on a hype
Cruising through your in a new Benz
And I caught you trynna a 2-2 Benz on your bike
Do what you can, I'll do I like
Too many on too many hypes
Too threats when nobody dies
Not enough fistfights, too knives
Too many telling too many lies
Too many, too many, too many
Too many, too many, too times
Too many, too many,

"I would've cussed them
But Alhamdulillah, I keep it all the time
Like, a percent, all the time
Like, so obvious bruv, even my nan can see
That you lot are
Simples, normal, it's calm."

3]
Too many and not enough pay cheques
one game with too many faces
Too many man, too many many
Not soldiers and too many paigons
Too many snakes, too many wastemen
Too many gay men who have got friends
Rappers getting is a pain in the anus
All this in the vainful of entertainment
Fuck who's better, too many never it
Too many got berserk turned to an Vegas
Too many lames, too petty haters
Too many burials and not acres
Sitting there wasting, who said we ain't
I want names, it's and the game ain't changing
No for the new generation
they just BLEEP, laters

Mic ain't got no on the mic
Me I might for your whole ends on a hype
Cruising through ends in a new Benz
And I caught you trynna move a 2-2 Benz on bike
Do what you can, I'll do what I
Too many begs on too many
Too many threats nobody dies
Not enough fistfights, too many
Too skets telling too many lies
Too many, too many, too many
Too many, too many, too many
Too many, too many,

[Spoken
"Yo G, [?]
I just I'd reach out to man
Becuh I miss nothing out here still
I see a couple little and dem ting dere
But nothing but support from my G
And my and everyting man
Ya nuh wah I so
Hate when likkle frackles man think
They can up in the game and just think they can
their opinion about anybody blud
You know what I mean, just they got little
Trap paper on road and all dem ting
Look, I everybody for what they're doing you know
Blud when I saw that likkle yute say a little tings I was
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
[?]"