Luyện nghe bài hát I Own America

All of you pullers are frontin'
your arms around like your some octopus or somethin'
To ya, for any chick you want, I'm gettin' her
Rob people, mad ignorant, et

Who the one to entertain and fume
Who you breed humans can't be in the same room with?
Reefer sweet, it up, free fix greet
Every rap maggot underneath Rick's feet

Evicted, why you tryin' to find to lick with?
Even your kids tell you you ain't shit to Slick Rick
you pretend to be glory
I'm number one, the end of the story

The Clark Gable leave you numb
Every single one, frontin' on your is a bum
Let me it down, that's enough of that
I have to say, to you nothin' other rapper cats

From New York to none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And I got deported, I own America

New York to Cali none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to shit?
Bing! This hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got deported, I own

He's so crazy, I smash rippin' up the
Give the mack a taste, I my ass with a rapper face
Cars come to a stop
Rain find not to drop on my head top

Tycoon at the richest
Even my complexion is a have to bitches
Even without car, money to
I would have the most elegant in the projects

You know what I mean? Bitches are in awe at the
Know that put an end to all rapper income
An old timer, lock up all fields
France nor Italy can with my designer skills

Saltin' inferior, faultin' to we are
to find fault in superior
Let me slow it down, that's of that
This I have to say, to you other rapper cats

From New York to Cali none'll with the awkward
You Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got deported, I own

From New York to none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit bury ya
And I got deported, I own America

You lack the taste hook I'm 'em with
While degenerate like yourself make our race look
And your girlfriend wanna kiss and
Bout hittin' the groin' none of this tenderloin

Feet on deep black firmament
Bow, in the presence of who rap permanent
a lion rap rips a chunk of kids
You stunk, mortals ain't shit to conquer

Somebody said new have appeared
How when everything I wore ten ago you wear now?
I coulda murder a word out quick Rick stomp it kid
Hung to it, you bum to Rick

Source Awards, yeah, every seminar
Even make Saddam tell me where the weapon are
Let me slow it down, that's enough of
This I to say, to you nothing other rapper cats

From New York to Cali none'll fuck with the
You Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got deported, I own

From New York to none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! This sure hit bury ya
And even I got deported, I own