Luyện nghe bài hát It's Ransom

He is so aware of himself that the of it all is killing him
Emitted from the wrong womb, at the wrong time, the wrong sign

[Verse 1:
All them niggas that turned back on me, relaxed on me
Bitches that never asked for me, they on me
You got on a track for me, you spat on me
So let me these tats on me
It's that story, it's that pain, it's that glory, that chain
It's that shorty, is that for me? I'll probably know
They say I'll blow, but I don't give a fuck
Cause I ain't up, this time I let 'em know
This lyricism is driven by how I'm
I ain't fibbin', I'm givin' 'em gangsta and a gentlemen
an Illmatic, maybe he still has it
Maybe he'll be the one that a real classic
nigga is still acid, my pops dead that makes me a real bastard
This Trinidadians carrying like Foster
I was forced to being a foster child, to run wild with crack vials
But now I serve raw to arenas and crowds
Ransom a fuckin' veteran, y'all niggas know who I'm better

x2: Styles P]
Take them for ransom, take them bitches for ransom
Take them children for ransom, fees, it's ransom
These suckas I can't stand em, bullets is what I 'em
Give that money to Ransom

[Verse 2:
All these niggas tried to get low on 'em, they on 'em
I called they hung up the phone on 'em, don't want 'em
I became the goat on 'em, I rose on 'em
the ashes and coal on 'em
I dove on 'em with this lyrical
The scopes on 'em, I aim and let off the on 'em, reload on 'em
I whip a so foreign, I'm ghost on 'em
These turned off the stove on 'em
I'm still eatin' tho, I'm still here nigga like you ain't know
These people say I'm a but I ain't even blow
These niggas know I'm a but I'm a peasant with a gift
That I'll fuck up the future and the present
Kill 'em all bodies in the hallway, huh
I guess we did it the hard way, but it we did it our way
Opening act I'm back, right here on
A in the making, I came a long way from dust jars in the basement
Ran is a fuckin' veteran and y'all niggas who I'm better then