Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Understand It

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

Hey yo, I'm serious, Big L ain't games
I should get foul and wild and start sayin' names
But deep down inside you who you are
Your rhymes are not up to par, you superstar
And really gets on my nerve
a rapper gets the credit that he don't deserve
Goin' platinum and don't no soul
Some rappers are mad nice and don't go gold
I don't like the way 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 understand it)
How MC's take rap game for granted

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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