Luyện nghe bài hát ITAL (Roses)

Black panther, panther, what do you see?
I see a dream ITAL watching me

Back
Yeah, hey, can we get a break
From the and the kilos
Aight nigga, we
Aight nigga, we
Can we get a break from the on the pill
nigga, we know
Okay nigga, we

Hey shawty, ain't no future in no
And no manhood in no bang-bang
Ain't no cleanin' interstates inside a chain-gang
Know some rap niggas put that inside your mainframe
Pills make you stupid and liquor do the thing
'Raris too expensive and they way too to maintain
Get yourself a Camry, "nigga a Camry?"
Watch ho depreciate and then you'll understand me
It's being fiscally responsible
Don't let these lying images up in here conquer you
The TV's not your father fool, video's not your momma
Try your best to be a man and your to be a monster

May we have some roses for the
A little for the gentlemen
And here's some for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole world
More to the youth, sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old, more for the down and pressed
Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!

I know sayin', "Lupe rappin' 'bout the same shit"
Well, that's ain't shit changed, bitch
And please excuse my language
'Cause I would hate for you to
The true of my anguish
And by this far I shocked, upset, or appalled
I'm ashamed,
I can't listen if you ain't sayin'
And recognize all emptiness is dangerous
Ain't buildin' up they confidence, we teachin' 'em that they shit
If ain't got the latest that they saw on someone famous
Mercy of the on this double-edged sword
Instead of where the hoes is
maybe we could ask for roses

May we have some roses for the
A appreciation for the gentlemen
And here's kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the wide-wide-wide world
More to the youth, sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old, justice for the down and pressed
no liar ITAL, ah yaa!

May we have some roses for the
A little appreciation for the
And here's kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole world
More to the youth, sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old, more justice for the and pressed
Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!

Called the a terrorist
Corporate sponsors like, how the fuck you embarrass us?
Ain't my fault, I was just this
Professor from America
But my was like an Afghani kid without a home
Blew that bitch up with a
An with no daddy, Palestinian throwing stones
The fuck you think they call him, I'mma leave that all
'Cause this, the focus on this new is that hopeless
Place that I was born into systematic
that downpression and developed it to dopeness
It's that great rap-rap ferocious

May we have roses for the ladies
A little for the gentlemen
And some kisses for the babies
Some for the whole wide-wide-wide world
More to the youth, sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old, justice for the down and pressed
Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!