Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Understand It

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

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

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

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

Who's fault is that? but your own, black
Used to make fat tracks, jack, but now stone wack
So MC's, ever step out your range
Remain the same and only change the time
Unless you get like a dime
Go for yours like I'm for mine
But if you're rough, stay rough, if you're dap, stay
And never try to look or even like another rapper
Just fulfill your own
Some rappers wore chains, and now they're wearin' beeds?

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

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

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

Your fame and your name, but your are lame, black
Step to and get ran over 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 rhymes they write theirs
But still call MC's
Please, how that be?

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

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