Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Understand It

There are too many who are overrated
You ask me, they wasn't even supposed to it
In the rap biz, they don't what rap is
So give it up, a actor or a actress
Or a producer, you fail to use the
Mic right, so take flight I bruise ya
For sayin' bull crap wack raps on wax
You need to get smacked, sit back and rip that

Hey yo, I'm serious, Big L ain't playin'
I should get foul and buck wild and start names
But deep down inside you who you are
Your rhymes are not up to par, you fake
And that really gets on my
When a rapper gets the credit that he deserve
platinum and don't have no soul
Some are mad nice and don't even go gold
I like the way it's goin' down
it should be the other way around

I understand it
(I don't it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
How MC's take rap game for granted

MC's, what's on?
I don't understand, man, how rappers transform
One minute hardcore and raw
That's you was known for, but not no more
You changed, you rearranged, not the same, your raps are blame
explain why you lost your fame
Used to be on top, then you fell like drops
You turned pop, now you no gain props

Who's is that? Nobody's but your own, black
Used to make fat tracks, jack, but now you're wack
So MC's, don't ever step out range
Remain the same and change with the time
Unless you get like a dime
Go for yours like I'm goin' for
But if you're rough, stay rough, if you're dap, stay
And try to look or even sound like another rapper
Just fulfill own needs
Some rappers wore gold chains, and now they're wearin'

I understand it
(I understand it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
I don't it
(I understand it)
How MC's take rap game for granted

I understand it
(I understand it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
I don't it
(I don't it)
How MC's take this rap for granted

This is how it be done
I'm not the one, and my raps is like gum
But some MC's the mic and sound dumb
slum, rap skills they have none
(How come?)
And I wonder how the hell records sell
They raps are and frail
They're forced fairy tales
Your technique and you speak's weak
You got a little because of your beats

fame and your name, but your lyrics are lame, black
Step to this and get ran like train tracks
Your raps border wack, and you on tour with that
Crap, don't understand it, cause rhyme you lack
I got more soul that Nike Airs, MC's nightmares
Rappers be frontin' hard, and they don't write theirs
But call themselves MC's
Please, how that be?

I understand it
(I don't it)
I don't it
(I don't it)
I don't it
(I don't it)
How MC's this rap game for granted

I understand it
(I don't it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
I understand it
(I understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for

I understand it
(I understand it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
I understand it
(I don't it)
How MC's take rap game for granted
I don't it