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 rap game who else would do it?
This is my world, welcome to it
If you thinking Hop's whack, then you is hating
And the fuck do my contacts have to do with Satan?
I want a bitch with a ass and some lubrication
A loverboy, you see I'm that but I'm and blatant
Now you listen I started a movement this year
I will you up if you interfere
You been a queer your whole life and I'll kick you into gear
You to prove you a lunatic? Ooh, I'm oozing in fear!
You on sloppy-clown bitch shit: I'll rip your head off
Poke a stick through it, then the rest of your body down with it
I violence, cops come with the loud sirens
Now I to hop a barbed-wire fence
They find me in the broke down car I had been in
Homicide is now the I'm against
Walk up to the cell with the guard I am with
He pushes me in and the bar slides in
This new age of rappers, all they wanna do is floss,
Swearing they're the boss guy, thinking they're all fly
You, Wayne, Soulja Boy, this Asher Roth guy
I wouldn't mind, but this time, I've lost mine!
Who the hell is he? The biggest hater that you'll ever
White contacts, so you remember me
Lyrics put so cleverly, you will never be
On my level, I all of you rappers to celery
Fake thugs rap like: "I'll let the spit at you
got out the pen cause I move how real niggas move"
No, don't lie, cause it hurts when you hear the
You got out the pen and wrote a verse with it, you?
Fuck life, you can't tell me
I'll shove a knife in back and leave it poking out through your belly-button
Sir, your daughter wasn't that
You see this dick bulging out of my pants? Well, she sucked it
I went to Wal-Mart with a Visa card, bought your a leotard
And made her try it on to get my hard
I'm pissed enough, I can never a bitch to fuck
I beat my dick a lot, why only my right wrist is buff
I go dumb off of two of Now Or Laters
Then fight niggas I was the black Power Ranger
Head to the lake then a couple alligators
Then run through the woods butt-naked; so what, It's nature
Why the fuck would I collab
Yeah good friends with Marcus but Hopsin don't wanna rap witchu!
You're full of like some ass-tissue
And you're a bitch you go to studios you bring your dad with you
No! Unacceptable, now watch me a flow
Niggas be hating cause I'm balling just like my
Word is bond, the way I'm on mic and serving bombs
I might as well have an Osama bin turban on