Luyện nghe bài hát ITAL (Roses)

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

Back
Yeah, hey, can we get a little
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 ain't no manhood in no
no honor cleanin' interstates inside a chain-gang
Know rap niggas put that shit inside your mainframe
Pills make you stupid and do the same thing
'Raris too and they way too hard to maintain
Get yourself a Camry, "nigga a Camry?"
Watch that ho depreciate and then you'll me
It's called being fiscally
Don't let these lying images up in hip-hop here you
The TV's not your father fool, that video's not your
Try your best to be a man and your to be a monster

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

I know you're sayin', "Lupe rappin' 'bout the shit"
Well, that's 'cause shit changed, bitch
And don't excuse my language
I would hate for you to misrepresent
The expression of my anguish
And by far I ain't shocked, upset, or appalled
I'm ashamed,
I listen if you ain't sayin' shit
And recognize all emptiness is dangerous
Ain't up they confidence, we teachin' 'em that they ain't shit
If they ain't got the that they saw on someone famous
Mercy of the Lord on this double-edged
Instead of askin' the hoes is
Maybe we could ask for roses

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

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

Called the president a
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 Afghani kid without a
Blew that bitch up with a
An Iraqi with no daddy, Palestinian throwing
The fuck you think they call him, I'mma that all alone
'Cause this, the on this new shit is that hopeless
Place I was born into systematic brokenness
Took that downpression and it to dopeness
that great American rap-rap ferocious

May we have roses for the ladies
A little appreciation for the
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 and pressed
Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!