Luyện nghe bài hát ITAL (Roses)

Black panther, black panther, what do you
I see a dream ITAL over me

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

Hey shawty, ain't no in no gang-bang
And no manhood in no bang-bang
Ain't no honor interstates inside a chain-gang
Know some rap niggas put that shit inside your
Pills make you and liquor do the same thing
'Raris too expensive and way too hard to maintain
Get a Camry, "nigga said a Camry?"
that ho depreciate and then you'll understand me
It's called being fiscally
Don't let these lying up in hip-hop here conquer you
The TV's not your father fool, that not your momma
Try best to be a man and your worst to be a monster

May we have some for the ladies
A appreciation for the gentlemen
And some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide
patience to the youth, sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old, more justice for the down and
Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!

I know sayin', "Lupe rappin' 'bout the same shit"
Well, 'cause ain't shit changed, bitch
And don't excuse my language
'Cause I hate for you to misrepresent
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 all this emptiness is dangerous
buildin' up they confidence, we teachin' 'em that they ain't shit
If they ain't got the latest that they saw on someone
Mercy of the Lord on double-edged sword
Instead of askin' where the is
Maybe maybe we could ask for

May we have some roses for the
A little appreciation for the
And some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide
More patience to the youth, sympathy for the
for the old, more justice for the down and pressed
Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!

May we have some roses for the
A little appreciation for the
And some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the wide-wide-wide world
More patience to the youth, sympathy for the
Empathy for the old, more for the down 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 repeatin' this
Professor Emeritus America
But my tone was like an kid without a home
Blew that bitch up a drone
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 shit is hopeless
that I was born into systematic brokenness
Took downpression and developed it to dopeness
It's great American rap-rap ferocious

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