Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illy

Rebel for the hell of it, hella
Never have to sell a brick again, I tell a bitch again
The bullshit I'm addressin', check I'm on next level shit
been fucked in the game I'm celibate

Rarely out my element, out the ghetto with
One foot out and one foot in, intelligent as get
Listen let's settle this, be clear I could fall back 7
Still it no one ahead of me

Consider it a blessin' if you get to stand to me
Five general, O.G. veteran
Caked like Entenmann's, blowin' celery
Stack that like the U.S. treasury

Every thing I ever did was done heavily
Rap until you're 70, still ain't no me
Put it on my pops, Big Phil, Beverly
Be standin' on the top still after they me

Nose in the air so up arrogant
got long hot songs, best cherish it
Cool when I drop that's over, finito
You payin' for your foul a free throw, baow

Now how could a think that he could see me
Other than the covers or the TV?
I sold mo' mixtapes than your CD
You're waitin' on big break prayin' you could beat me

You ain't it far as D.C., on the low
I all around the globe like a God how they treat me
Broads hit they knees, eyes closed they greet me
Mouth wide open beggin' me to skeet, skeet

You in a deep sleep, stop
I'm 6 albums in for 10 I been 5 hot steamin'
The limelight's mine, I'm gleamin',
why I say I'm king bitch, I got my reasons

Wrist so frosty, neck so
All on my mind is to get millies
Niggaz talk that's silly
Shawty he ain't that really, is he?
Nigga, I'm

Ay, I run this clearly
Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy,
Nigga, I'm

niggas get off? Piss off
Me and mine take time to pop a lid off
Shit all, over the whereabouts of me, is
Sick in you' fuckin' mind, you figurin' I'ma off

cooled off, Tip scorchin'
Minimal injury thought they wishin' me maximum
Number one down, flows paint portraits
Everybody you stink like horse shit

House full of chicks on some 'Girl Next Door'
A king who once 30 mil' out the store quick
Of this case lost all my endorsements
Tripled up on real estate, still more shit

But Tip bankrupt to your sources
I'm still caked up along more reinforcements
Tore shit up from the lab to the
Officially the hottest nigga rappin' 2Pac

'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask me
I'm out my fuckin' mind, need
Please don't doubt me, trust me, drama ain't
It's all fun and 'til somebody start butsin'

'Member my discussion rappers be battlin'
I out about it, better get to skedaddlin'
Pack your bag, move 'em out to Seattle and
We cross paths, you'll need ambulance and bandages

life glamorous, so extravagant
Mandarin, oriental worldwide
Hip hop champion for dough
You couldn't fuck with me a Brazil hoe nigga
But though

Wrist so frosty, so chilly
All on my mind is to get millies
Niggaz talk shit that's
Shawty, he ain't 'bout really is he?
Nigga, I'm

Ay, just I do this shit
When I want to nigga, it's me

Ay, I run city, clearly
Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy,
Nigga, I'm

so frosty, neck so chilly
All on my mind is to get millies
talk shit that's silly
Shawty, he 'bout that really, is he?
Nigga, I'm

I don't wanna shit 'bout I can't rap like this
I ain't did it that way nigga, fuck you partner

Ay, I run this city,
'em get lost, I'm busy, really?
Nigga, I'm

Yeah, the king, bitch