Luyện nghe bài hát Illusions

[ chorus: of man ]
this rap game ain't what it seems
Artists get turn fiend
Selling a dream

[ razah ]
Aiyyo, you don't amuse me wit your crystals or oozies
groupies, living after movies
They scarfaced my race, some support
Lifes a court date, some die to escape so hold weight
You niggas too much, fuck wit us we bag you up
And use the same clique that you would back you up
Its nine eight eliminate bait and open
Enough chains and whips lets make brains eclipse
We all we rich, hold thugs in crypts
about the seeds growing up seven to six
Fuck a benz wit tints I got the razor
Yall rappers love idols there it is I'm
my contract, mental combat
And stomp your rap wit a vietnam track
Red and white rap sippin cognac
I bet you didnt loopb know the real jews are black
I tell the cat where your mind chooses at
The or the heavens?
God or the
girl or your weapon?
Christ armageddon ( geddon )

[ ] ( 4x )

[ 60 second ]
Here in this
Big cities a on the low is the scheme
A fiend that clock green without jockin sting
About the
You pull the ox who pull the stash
Yo wuddup i, about ready to the rabbit out the top
Platinum gold oops your knot
Now stop now nigga please
You ain't ready to roll them sleeves
With your three degrees forty below nothin but
Tight jeans, hype and don't know nuthin means
Acting like you jean selling how to be a fiend
When your loves about black a nigga for his cream
And the big apple it ain't always it seems
You might get fooled a queen
out of town wagging her swing
All around with she glasses and women asses is made men jack asses
Everything your company jacket
And niggas asses for your
And thing you know they got a nigga dancin
Chancin him out of his
And how y'all gonna pay these back taxes?
This ain't for your assets
Its like your done been bashed in your career ain't happning
the monkey wrenches and forks done been stabbed in

[ killa ]
Intruiging to the ear but bitter to the
I begin to take part in the art of dart
the wu-tang swordsmen
Raindrops the block remains hot
Steam rises the street which forms the clouds that I move through
my stainless sword style
Allah has spoken the golden code of silence has broken
Mic terrorist shroom brew improves
As I ascend and extend I seen men
Fall greats trying to trace the origin
But there is no or end to the lifeline
Sunz of man forever shine the mic line

[ ] ( 4x )

[ sunn ]
I say a case of a rap star, permanent scar caught in the
Of the bar code, he was sold like old gold
industy whore bitches adore
Truly yours, feeling me more enemies
Ill and hardcore for tour shakin breakin jaws
new laws open the doors healing my sores
Blessing the poor, the art of war we less a
Verse one we a star and the starting artist
target on your market style is garbage
You get whole clique slapped retarded
Pussy harded mcs slugs to the body
Its physical domination lyrical laceration termination
you fuck wit the federation, collaboratin wit my nation
Discussing allegations conversating about the downfall of
Ghetto frustration my head piece achin
Constant keeps my world in rotation

[ ] ( 8x )

Cars? women? huh lovely? phat houses?
What you it's about?
Not gettin paid? havin fame? havin everybody you runnin up to you?
you think it's about?
Think it's about teaching? think it's about givin up
Givin something for the children to up to?
What you think about?

rap game...y'all gotta figure that out...this rap game