Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Understand It

There are too many who are overrated
You ask me, they 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 I bruise ya
For sayin' those bull wack raps on wax
You need to get smacked, sit back and rip contract

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

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

MC's, what's on?
I understand, man, how rappers cold transform
One minute hardcore and raw
That's 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 rain drops
You turned pop, now you no longer gain

Who's fault is Nobody's but your own, black
Used to fat tracks, jack, but now you're stone wack
So MC's, ever step out your range
Remain the same and only change the time
you get dropped 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
Just fulfill your own
rappers wore gold chains, and now they're wearin' beeds?

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

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

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

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

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

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