Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not You

No, no, no, I told you, I live shit
I ain't just up here, and tappin'
and skittin' and shit, naw, not me
I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you,

I keep ziploc bustin' at the stitches, culinary chemist
I serve the malicious to the fiends fixes
One give you the sniffles, the other leave you with the
Transport, airport with the

So I can fulfill my dreams of passion as
cash then ya seen within Ashton it's green
Me drivin' up with the lean, zonin' family
Keep youngin's in rented Camry's

Door panels full of shit and I full of shit
Reckless ass, God forbid don't crash
From the panel to the dash, four pounds of slab
Naw, bitch we believe in air bags

Cars turn tricks them Ringling brother skits
Whether hop out or the glock pop out
Ya know, I'm about
Blow to ya sinus 'til the snot out

Whoever said birds fly for the winters, a damn lie
Got 'em right here and if I like you the grams high
Take it or leave it, as a fiend, taste it, they need it
could smoke it right in front of you to make you believe it

Prolly think, I murder you the way I smile
But take a lota shots, A I style
Jada, the name is filthy but so
The motherfuckin' game is

You know, what? My mom and my pops really did a job
But it was the and the Cane the built me
So I could hate on another brother
God is great, the is a motherfucker

When you broke but think you got money
Crackers start you love, ya own people act funny
I tear niggas heads off, I don't
Waves, cornrows or dreads, I eliminate

I'm far from a noodle, nigga, I stab up reps
And turn quiet streets hot sex
Nigga, that's funny you say you a killa,
is it the return of the killer clown?
You put no fear in my heart

I make ya people say, 'wow', that look like my man
They upside down, the coroner did what he can
He got hit wit ten rounds at and pointblank
Coldchian left nigga stankin'

Half and face I got the wrinkling, slugs all in it
I had my eyes on his mink and I didn't 'em
A chance to blink when I up on 'em
Pressed the up on him shocked 'em
Made his stand on end and like a baby I rocked 'em

The Coffin, the cradle, you can't bite the that made you
That's the of the end and you a thug that pretends
Carl Coldchain, the nigga, I got a great vision I see through men
And squeeze triggers wit' bullets go through men

Fuck wit S P, ya date with death
Got that'll grape ya chest, no sleep like I hate the rest
I'm in the like it's my fate to rep
I hold it down any place I step and I love slept on
'Cause I'm rawer dope fresh outta Africa that never been stepped on

Dog, I'ma clap at you the minute you rep wrong
Holiday, the ghost the main why ya set gone
Why I love riffin', the war you understand
'Cause my God is than yours

If the world spin in a circle, I want 'em to move backwards
Kill niggas the first they jerk you
you keep the toaster for creepin' through the hood
And shit really good but I'm deeper than the ocean floor
than a plane and meaner than a baller
Want ya out so I mean it when I pull

Rappers is to me as if, come on
We in the boat, I tell them quick, no, I move Coke
And you and I don't share no common
So forgive me if I don't you with open arms, no

It me to no end to feed poison
To who could very well be my kin
But where there's demand, someone will
So I feed them their at the same time cry

Yes, it pains me to see them need
All of lost souls and I'm their Jesus
Deepest regret and to the street
I see them pay for they fix when they kids eat, so sorry

And with this in mind, I didn't quit
And that's how I that I ain't shit, I ain't shit
My heart bleed but that's aside from the
I live from my kids and their's and them youngin's that