Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5

Man I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, it
I've become a freak of nature all the stare at
Who walk around RAW with the shit blaring
Saying "Fuck school" and dropping out a miscarriage
I'm
And I'm ashamed I played a part in this devilish
Making your common perish
But I ain't taking the blame
Cause most of you chumps running around here never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rotting from
You feeling like if you got it, life's not as complete
You having sex every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark Satan'd jump out of his seat
But you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead so you follow the sheep
sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're to livin'
I say the word "fun", what do you envision
Probably drinking and smoking out with crew
And chilling with clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New
Is that all you think really is
if so, then you're a fucking idiot
I honestly like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't deserve a brain, GIMME IT!
Do you even have any
Aside from these hoes and packing a bowl
let me guess- No
You're in school because your parents make you go
And all you do is play beer pong and hang out your bros
Yo, society's got you living for a cause
You're a fucking adult no skills at all
You don't read any books or play
You draw, you literally do nothing at all
you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is "I got and it's stacked to the roof"
And now you think it's gon' magically just happen to you
How, Your lazy ass don't to labor
You something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
you complain about your life cause it ain't getting catered
Now tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater
You succeed, you have to try
Or one day you'll get older and regret it all cause you provide
Your friends are lowlifes, act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, the sacrifice
Girls, stop like you want a guy with traits like Romeo
that's a fucking lie
You always talk about how every man's
And you can't it and you want something real
Shut up tramp, it
Twice a week you put on makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the half-naked with your ass shaking
Pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he cash
Til you let him hit and find out he at the gas station
One of niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you it, your actions made a fat statement
You Romeo, then act patient
And stop fronting like he in the club posted in the waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new
After they get loaded a few coronas
They shouting and wild out with habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches you to bone 'em
Then they leave you, you cry and cry
Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I find a guy
I've spent so years and I've tried and tried
Why am I on Earth? I should die"
You want Romeo, you're not
You're
You're nasty and got herpes
Sometimes the to find is to stop searching
Try a new formula, cause your last not working
The term "real nigga"'s publicly
And I to know what it means, cause I'm fucking confused
Are you one for always busting tool
With nothing to lose and something to to homies up in your crew
Is it because you're drugs to get loot
And brag about how you been shot and stabbed
it's fun to be you
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just through
Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only who can't evolve
Cause you in the streets like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law, you're as an abandoned dog
And all you're in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
I even fuck with you, cause if we out in public
You gon' get stealing some shit and get my ass in trouble, too
get old and be nothing
Living life in these streets, thugging and shit with anybody mean mugging
Look at you, a real nigga, thinking your cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were you
'Til you grab their and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it the right move
Your real nigga talk seems
A nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps
So all you whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspire the issue I wrote about in this
You go to pile on the young who around in the slums
See this is what happens when rap's with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with your
The man above is my guide, you know the power is
All you freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass control limit was breached - hip-hop
They in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely making the innocent
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle to reveal mine
I can guide you if you blind
I need you to be willing to journey into my ill mind.