Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Mind of Hopsin

In high school, Marcus wasn't a student
He dropped out teachers would never help him through it
And if I don't save this rap game who would do it?
is my motherfucking world, welcome to it
If you that Hop's whack, then you is hating
And what the fuck do my contacts have to do Satan?
I want a bitch with a bomb ass and lubrication
A loverboy, you see I'm that but I'm and blatant
Now you listen here: I a movement this year
I fuck you up if you interfere
You been a queer whole fucking life and I'll kick you into gear
You trying to you a lunatic? Ooh, I'm oozing in fear!
You on some bitch shit: I'll rip your head off
Poke a stick through it, then beat the rest of your down with it
I start violence, cops come the loud sirens
Now I have to hop a barbed-wire
They find me in the broke down car I had hiding in
Homicide is now the I'm against
up to the jail cell with the guard I am with
He pushes me in and then the bar in
This new age of rappers, all they do is floss, why?
they're the boss guy, thinking that they're all fly
You, Wayne, Soulja Boy, this Asher Roth guy
Normally I mind, but this time, I've lost mine!
Who the hell is he? The biggest hater that you'll meet
White contacts, so you remember me
Lyrics put together so cleverly, you will be
On my level, I all of you rappers to celery
thugs rap like: "I'll let the Glock spit at you
Just got out the pen cause I how real niggas move"
No, don't lie, cause it hurts when you the truth
You got out the pen and wrote a verse with it, didn't
Fuck life, you can't me nothing
I'll shove a knife in your back and leave it poking out your belly-button
Sir, your wasn't that reluctant
You see this 8-inch bulging out of my pants? Well, she sucked it
I to Wal-Mart with a Visa card, bought your wife a leotard
And made her try it on to get my hard
I'm pissed enough, I can never find a to fuck
I beat my dick a lot, why only my right wrist is buff
I go off of two packs of Now Or Laters
fight niggas like I was the black Power Ranger
Head to the lake then wrestle a alligators
Then run through the woods butt-naked; so what, It's nature
Why the fuck would I witchu?
Yeah you're good friends with Marcus but don't wanna rap witchu!
full of shit like some ass-tissue
And you're a when you go to studios you bring your dad with you
No! Unacceptable, now watch me wreck a
be hating cause I'm balling just like my testicles
Word is bond, the way I'm on this mic and serving
I might as well an Osama bin Laden turban on