Luyện nghe bài hát I Get It Now

Industry does not, you
I'm of this shit
Blind bitches
N9ne's wickedness

killer B
There's about to a distillery
The majority don't feel a G
the paint and a dark soliloquy
Music, they said the fee
Me, Krizz, and Makzilla
So I'm gonna have to keep it real me
Fuck them with agility
callin' me crazy
Don't wanna me
So I make the that will target their babies
And 'em up to wicked shit
wanna know how hip is this
This never been no shit
So the fakers see me and dis the
I ain't cool like the late Biggie Smalls, the illest
So I went the route of a killer clown comin' to a village
tryin' to get 'em all to feel it
But I learned you can't please
When my mother was they used to say "your son is scary Maudie"
I give a flyin', dyin'
Spy inside of al-Qaeda, they
tryin' to diss Tech N9ne
And when all shall buy us
I don't fit the part for main stream I'm rougher
Only time they look like me is Halloween motherfucker
I I'm not inviting

You ain't it
Sit it
I'm a
Wicked
And I'm livid when the critics give us
Trippin' with this sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the
We unequal and the is to blame, get it?
I get it now
I I got the wrong pants on
And I really make no dance songs, get it?
I get it now

can't tell I'm fuckin' myself up more and more on purpose?
I love scarin' the out of y'all, haha

Stick the masses, it off in the casket
Sound like they broken like put the fuckin' lotion in the basket
How is he livin' lavish when he rap really and he mask it?
They get it when I gas it
laugh at it, mad it ain't ratchet
They wanna clothes just like A$AP Rocky, like Yeezy and Drake
what they identify with, not with a nigga with the clown paint on his face
I get it I'm wicked
When I spit it they be comin' to get 'em a
Talk a lot of shit at the gate and got to zip it
When I'm bustin', they up to somethin' different and dig it
I get it, I never looked like the black dude
Track shoes, gold teeth, and in tattoos
Yak, booze, and chiefing the sack through
Speakin' about reaching them hardened hat
Jack
Yes I've a big boss
But I'll never be cool as Rick
That's okay, N9ne's rhyming
And now shining
Perfect

You ain't it
Sit it
I'm a
clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us
Trippin' with this sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the
We unequal and the is to blame, get it?
I get it now
I I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really no dance songs, get it?
I get it now

So I've come to realize is I will never fit in
So it's my duty to make that I stand the fuck out
Meht etinu lliw eh esuac' ,meht reven eh yhw s'taht ,meht ekil gnihton s'eH
If this does not kill you
Grind back to tracks
Find on racks
N9ne's stacking all day