Luyện nghe bài hát KONY

1]
This goes out to the so-called of New York
This the of legends, Lamar, so watch what you talk
You coming up short you the boss, you must be off it
You want the war to send you running like a faucet
Be cautious, history is worth more than a hit, boy
No matter how much good music you
You can't knock the of B.I.G.'s, J-A-Y's
And leaving out the new gods, that wise
You ain't king, at you a duke
Young and
But Jay old enough to be your pop and moving more than you
about how you the king of this state, that's time wasted
You harder lines on the Miguel collaborations
You was doing good up now, Kenny
Started claiming, I feel the wrath of my city
You pompous, trying to two sides of the compass
Astro to put an end to all this nonsense

2]
This friends, and I see you trying to run the kid home
Better chill with that syndrome
Let's battle, nothing, you weak, I feel like you're bluffing
You the king? Oh my bad, boy, I feel like you
You ain't balling hard to mention Phil Jackson name
I play like D'Antoni and get Lamar up out the
You owe them legends you dissing, but let's speak some talk
I can see why you was reaching for the in New York
Ain't nobody right, they scared, all talk
So I don't curse much, but fuck all you New Yorkers
suckers like newborns kissing Kendrick's ass
''Nobody better than him, you
good kid mad city, not my city
Enter my city animosity possibly
The end of your wind so me your ends
Where the started, remember what state you in
New