Luyện nghe bài hát Last Call

Yo fuck you, Kanye, and foremost
For making me do this shit
Had to throw out the motherfucking room
Cause they don't

(I'd like to a toast)
(I said motherfucker)

And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell
Raise your glasses, glasses, your glasses to the sky
is the last call for alcohol, for the
So get your ass up off the

The all the world Digital Underground, Pac
The the red nosed reindeer of the Roc
I my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the fucking game
Ain't expect Kanye to end up on top
They expected College Dropout to drop and then flop
maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Rocafella's only niggas help
My money was than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won't you please talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger insects in Texas
It's funny how wasn't interested
'Til the I almost killed myself in Lexus

And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, ask me, I tell them
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your to the sky
This is the last for alcohol, for the
So get ass up off the wall

Now was Kanye the overlooked? Yes sir
Now is the most overbooked? Yes sir
Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called
But all they got left is this guy called
Better Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def
Call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and
It come out sweeter old Sadie
Nice as when I met him at the Source awards
he had with him, ass coulda won the horse awards
And I was almost famous, now loves Kanye
I'm almost
Some say he arrogant, can y'all blame
It was embarrassing how y'all played him
Last shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to shine
Every told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my arrogance as the to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say I'm gassed
But it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen to the behind the desk no more
You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no
I 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga
I'm Kan, the Vuitton Don
my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom
I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my
I to the malls and I balled too hard
'Oh my god, is that a card?'
I turned around and replied, why yes but I prefer the
African American
Brains, power, and muscle, Dame, Puffy, and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle, you know what been up to
Killin y'all on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle

And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, ask me, I tell them
Raise your glasses, your glasses, glasses to the sky
This is the last for alcohol, for my niggas
So get ass up off the wall