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

(It's JP Soundz)
Why you mad at me cuz I tell you the
you lost goin' bar-to-bar with an R&B nigga (Huh?)
It's a whole level of lyrics over here dog
You want to spoil me nigga
You spit that shit and I spit that mucus, I'm sick
Bitch a pocket Confucius
You just be they know you won't do shit
They know if they try me I'm probably go'n ya
Lucas you stupid, I took your song
I made it better you did it wrong
You it seem like the black man was weak
So I had to tweak it and show that we strong
You had it seeming like we couldn't read and write
believe it, I was watching the TV like (What?)
He had the white supremacist calling this black kid all of niggas
Then I out that he half white (Oh), now it makes sense
He a kid caught up in the Matrix (Right?)
He was raised in the around nothin' but white racists
So all he was black hatred (For real)
All his songs black stereotypes
I mean, his hero is white (My name is)
He don't know where he belong, he been lost in the so long
I'm just tryin' to him the light (For real)
You nuttin' but a gimmick, you an mimic
Got a whole lotta flow with a little bit of
You make a nigga bob, soon as he hear it
Soon as it goes off, they forget it (Haha)
My lyrics be a nigga's sprit
Incitin' to recite as soon as a hear it
Gangsta shit, it tears, so really can't bear it
I give 'em that pain, that shit's been
is rated R, versus PG (Uh-huh)
is the [?] vs PC (For real)
This is the lyrical professor with a degree
Goin' a nigga that barely got a GED
Ya'll you and seein' me
that fast Cat in the Hat rap
And the black mask to the backpack
five [?] rap
He say shit like that, and ya'll act like that shit
That shit is wack, That shit lyrical
My shit is poetry, my shit is
Shit I be sayin', you explain
than a gift, my shit a miracle
I am here to do God's work (That's all)
And get you niggas bar work, so I'm gonna kill 'em
Then I'm back to the front tomorrow, my job is hard work
You see the difference (What?) You listen (Listen)
See all of bars like I'm in prison?
Do you hear the entredres I'm spitting?
I'm the future and I'm cheatin' like Larsa on Pippen
Ya'll forgettin' I'm the motherfuckin' GOAT? (I'm the GOAT)
Spittin' but bars you that can quote (You can quote)
Nigga colder than winter a coat
He he wanted smoke, well nigga I'm at your throat
Like, like, like, the Adam's apple
'em to church like a tabernacle
Same one that you on the 'gram that like you
Gonna be the same 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 ploy
Ain't no one illa, a bar-for-bar
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?) Just a lotta words (Oh)
Buncha nouns no (Uh-huh)
I can't front he got a lotta views (What?)
That's just proof we got a whole nerds (Ha ha)
[?] dudes to G's
Niggas on locks, they use to the keys
I did this so one who roots for you could see
Unguarded,[?] shit you could do with me
Now this is just a warm up but I swear if you reply you a
Go ahead, you can play if you
And I'm on ya, like a fuckin'
Joyner, next you gonna fuck with a lion
Make you got a will, and you comfortable dyin'
Troy killed you my nigga, I ain't bein'
Whoever you that he didn't they lyin'
They just tryin' to ease the
I'm to teach you the game
While that we ain't the same
Can't him to me (Why not?)
Cuz the niggas are lame but I kinda like his raps, so it's a
I gotta 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)
of you niggas could go with him (I kill him)
Come on, my nigga, is warm up
Don't play with me man, we different
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 you, but I killed Tory
Tory don't be talkin' that shit
Don't start no Canada vs America
I kill you too, nigga, stop with me, nigga
You what the fuck I doin' here
Don't be mad at me because I made song better
You wrote I'm Not a Racist, had a black lookin' scared
I try to you, I ain't mad that I ain't discover the song
You mad cuz I did it better, ha ha