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 goin' bar-to-bar with an R&B nigga (Huh?)
It's a whole different level of lyrics over dog
You don't want to spoil me
You spit that cute shit and I that mucus, I'm sick
Bitch you're a Confucius
You just be rhyming know you won't do shit
They if they try me I'm probably go'n shoot ya
Lucas you stupid, yeah I took song
I made it better you did it wrong
You made it seem the black man was weak
So that I had to it and show that we strong
You had it seeming like we couldn't even and write
Couldn't it, I was watching the TV like (What?)
He had the supremacist calling this black kid all kinds of niggas
Then I found out he half white (Oh), now it makes sense
He a mixed kid caught up in the (Right?)
He was raised in the 'burbs around but white racists
So all he learned was hatred (For real)
All his songs reinforce stereotypes
I mean, even his is white (My name is)
He don't know where he belong, he lost in the dark so long
I'm just tryin' to give him the (For real)
You but a gimmick, you an Eminem mimic
Got a whole lotta flow a little bit of lyrics
You make a nigga head bob, soon as he it
Soon as it goes off, boom they it (Haha)
My lyrics be touchin' a sprit
to recite as soon as a nigga hear it
Gangsta shit, it tears, so they really can't it
I give 'em that pain, that shit's generic
This is R, versus PG (Uh-huh)
is the [?] vs PC (For real)
This is the lyrical with a master's degree
Goin' against a nigga barely got a GED
Ya'll know you and me
With fast Cat in the Hat rap
And the black mask strapped to the
With [?] rap
He say like that, and ya'll act like that shit cray
That shit is wack, shit ain't lyrical
My shit is poetry, my shit is
I be sayin', you cannot explain
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 gonna 'em today
I'm back to the front line tomorrow, my job is hard work
You see the difference (What?) You gotta (Listen)
See all of bars like I'm in prison?
Do you the kinda entredres I'm spitting?
I'm the future and I'm cheatin' like on Scotty Pippen
niggas forgettin' I'm the motherfuckin' GOAT? (I'm the GOAT)
Spittin' nothin' but bars you that can (You can quote)
Nigga colder than winter a coat
He he wanted smoke, well nigga I'm at your throat
Like, like, like, like the Adam's
'em to church like a tabernacle
Same one that hyped you on the that like you
be the same ones laughin' at you
This a grown man, vs a boy, it's a pistol vs a toy
It's a with jokes vs a nigga with quotes
It's a truth vs a motherfuckin'
Ain't no one illa, a killer
I'm here to break down all [?] you build up
Joyner is scammin' all of you
His be 10 minutes, 9 minutes be filler
(What's that?) Just a whole words (Oh)
Buncha nouns no (Uh-huh)
I can't he got a whole lotta views (What?)
That's just we got a whole lotta nerds (Ha ha)
[?] dudes to G's
Niggas on locks, use to move the keys
I did this so every one who roots for you see
Unguarded,[?] ain't shit you could do me
Now this is just a warm up but I if you reply you a goner
Go ahead, you can if you wanna
And I'm on ya, like a fuckin'
Joyner, time you gonna fuck with a lion
sure you got a will, and you comfortable dyin'
Troy you my nigga, I ain't bein' biased
Whoever tell you that he didn't they
They just tryin' to the pain
I'm to teach you the game
While establishing that we the same
Can't him to me (Why not?)
Cuz the niggas are lame but I kinda like his raps, so a shame
I kill him (Kill him) but I can't front, I kinda feel him
But he was all greasy, I gotta kill him (I gotta kill him)
Anyone of you niggas could go with him (I him)
on, my nigga, this is warm up
Don't with me man, we different lyricists
Cat, hat, mat, pack, I don't do of that
You cool tho, be hot
I fuck wit the flow, I be mesmerized it
I be listenin' to the words like, yeah, when you write that shit down you ain't saying nothin'
You what I'm sayin'?
Tory killed you, but I killed
Tory don't be talkin' that shit
Don't no Canada vs America shit
I kill you too, nigga, stop playin' with me,
You what the fuck I doin' here
Don't be mad at me because I made your better
You wrote I'm Not a Racist, had a black lookin' scared
I try to help you, I ain't mad that I discover the song
You mad cuz I did it better, ha ha