Luyện nghe bài hát I Own America (Part I)

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

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

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

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

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

From New York to Cali fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to shit?
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And I got deported, I own America

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

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

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

Saltin' inferior, faultin' to we are
Tryin' to find 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 fuck with the
You think Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got deported, I own

From New York to Cali none'll fuck the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to 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 our race look ignorant
And your girlfriend wanna kiss and
Bout hittin' the gets none of this tenderloin

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

Somebody said new pharoahs appeared
How everything I wore ten years ago you wear now?
I murder heard a word out quick Rick stomp it kid
to it, you complete bum to Rick

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

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

From New York to Cali 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