Luyện nghe bài hát Litty/Zeze Freestyle (Joyner Lucas Diss)

(It's JP Soundz)
Why you mad at me cuz I tell you the
That you lost bar-to-bar with an R&B nigga (Huh?)
It's a whole different of lyrics over here dog
You don't want to spoil me
You spit that cute shit and I spit that mucus, I'm
Bitch a pocket Confucius
You just be rhyming know you won't do shit
know if they try me I'm probably go'n shoot ya
Lucas you stupid, yeah I took song
I made it 'cuz you did it wrong
You made it seem like the black man was
So that I had to tweak it and show that we
You had it seeming like we even read and write
Couldn't it, I was watching the TV like (What?)
He had the white calling this black kid all kinds of niggas
Then I found out that he half (Oh), now it makes sense
He a kid caught up in the Matrix (Right?)
He was raised in the 'burbs around nothin' but white
So all he was black hatred (For real)
All his songs reinforce black
I mean, even his hero is (My name is)
He don't know where he belong, he lost in the dark so long
I'm just tryin' to him the light (For real)
You nuttin' but a gimmick, you an mimic
Got a lotta flow with a little bit of lyrics
You make a nigga bob, soon as he hear it
Soon as it off, boom they forget it (Haha)
My be touchin' a nigga's sprit
Incitin' to recite as as a nigga hear it
Gangsta shit, it tears, so really can't bear it
I give 'em pain, that shit's been generic
This is R, versus PG (Uh-huh)
is the [?] vs PC (For real)
This is the lyrical professor a master's degree
Goin' against a that barely got a GED
know you and seein' me
With that Cat in the Hat rap
And the black mask strapped to the
With [?] rap
He say shit like that, and ya'll act like that shit
That is wack, That shit ain't lyrical
My is poetry, my shit is biblical
Shit I be sayin', you cannot
More a gift, my shit a miracle
I am just here to do God's (That's all)
And get you niggas bar work, so I'm kill 'em today
Then I'm back to the front line tomorrow, my job is work
You see the difference (What?) You gotta (Listen)
See all of these bars like I'm in
Do you hear the kinda I'm spitting?
I'm the and I'm cheatin' like Larsa on Scotty Pippen
Ya'll niggas forgettin' I'm the motherfuckin' (I'm the GOAT)
Spittin' but bars you that can quote (You can quote)
Nigga colder than winter without a
He said he wanted smoke, well nigga I'm at your
Like, like, like, like the apple
'em to church like a tabernacle
Same one that hyped you on the 'gram like you
Gonna be the ones laughin' at you
This a grown man, vs a boy, it's a pistol vs a toy
It's a nigga with jokes vs a nigga quotes
It's a vs a motherfuckin' ploy
Ain't no one illa, a killer
I'm here to break all these [?] you build up
Joyner is scammin' all of you
His song be 10 minutes, 9 minutes be
(What's that?) a whole lotta words (Oh)
Buncha nouns no (Uh-huh)
I can't front he got a whole views (What?)
That's proof we got a whole lotta nerds (Ha ha)
[?] dudes to G's
Niggas on locks, use to move the keys
I did so every one who roots for you could see
Unguarded,[?] ain't shit you do with me
Now this is just a warm up but I swear if you reply you a
Go ahead, you can if you wanna
And I'm on ya, like a piranha
Joyner, next time you gonna with a lion
Make you got a will, and you comfortable dyin'
Troy killed you my nigga, I ain't biased
Whoever tell you that he didn't they
They just tryin' to the pain
I'm tryin' to you the game
establishing that we ain't the same
Can't him to me (Why not?)
Cuz the are lame but I kinda like his raps, so it's a shame
I kill him (Kill him) but I can't front, I kinda feel him
But he was talkin' all greasy, I gotta kill him (I gotta him)
Anyone of you could go with him (I kill him)
on, my nigga, this is warm up
Don't with me man, we different lyricists
Cat, hat, mat, pack, I don't do none of
You tho, flow be hot
I wit the flow, I be mesmerized with it
I be listenin' to the words like, yeah, when you write that shit down you ain't really saying
You know I'm sayin'?
killed you, but I killed Tory
Tory don't be that America shit
start no Canada vs America shit
I kill you too, nigga, stop playin' with me,
You what the fuck I doin' here
be mad at me because I made your song better
You wrote I'm Not a Racist, had a nigga lookin' scared
I try to help you, I ain't mad I ain't discover the song
You mad cuz I did it better, ha ha