Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Understand It

There are too many MC's who are
You ask me, they wasn't even to make it
In the rap biz, don't know what rap is
So give it up, become a actor or a
Or a producer, you fail to use the
Mic right, so flight before I bruise ya
For sayin' those bull crap raps on wax
You need to get smacked, sit back and rip contract

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 on my nerve
When a rapper gets the credit that he don't
Goin' platinum and don't no soul
Some rappers are mad nice and even go gold
I don't the way it's goin' down
Because it be the other way around

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

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

Who's fault is that? Nobody's but your own,
Used to make fat tracks, jack, but now you're wack
So MC's, don't ever step out your
Remain the same and only with the time
Unless you get like a dime
Go for like I'm goin' for mine
But if you're rough, stay rough, if dap, stay dapper
And never try to look or even sound like another
fulfill your own needs
Some rappers wore chains, and now they're wearin' beeds?

I understand it
(I don't it)
I understand 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

This is how it should be
I'm not the one, and my is strong like gum
But some MC's grab the mic and dumb
Plus slum, rap skills they have
(How come?)
And I wonder how the they records sell
raps are stale and frail
They're forced like tales
Your and everything you speak's weak
You got a airplay because of your beats

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

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

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

I don't it
(I understand 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