Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy (junio A & Lil' Sain Diss)

[Verse 1: Tha U] [Lyrical Verse]

Dark past, full of endeavours
the dark world
With errors

I none
Boy, I'm up
To the son

Connection
To a place
New

Ill
Bro, they sound way to

mark in Junio?
Sorry man, dum

What's the A
The

time I heard
These
Only learning how to rap

So they dissed
Is that to be a threat?

more like a diss to themselves
Cause they sound rather

I know I'm moderate
But for you
is what you need to be
Lyrically

Don't mess that
The Realist on this
Mathematics
Best I kill
crap

Blah blah
There u go
that
Rhyme of some1 in a professional

So boast about opinions
I'ma boast the facts

YEAH!!
Hala

Lord Have Mercy & pity on son
From what I once was to what I become
Lord Have Mercy, L L L Have Mercy
Have Mercy and pity on your son

[Verse 2:

have mercy on them
They just little
They dont really know what they
They dont the game
They dont whats cooking

You all just lil Chihuahuas bark out loud
But dont let me catch you rats
In of a crowd
Coz you gon die boy
Ill out your lights boy
I swear youll make it out here alive boy

You ni**as like
You all liar liars
The truth you told
Is that you are
In kop

And you like gop
eye-balls look like snot
They style you like
Is handing out

Junio-A? the f*ck thats gay
You think yal insane
But for yal its all just in

Lord Have Mercy & pity on son
From what I once was to what I have
Lord Have Mercy, L L L Lord Mercy
Lord Have Mercy and on your son

[Verse 3: Tha Real U] [Message

Now I'm in this thing
Let your autotune

That I am an underground
Now matter wat you think

Ous is
Sowi klink
soe 'n drol in a
dat is

Lil sain? Lil
My bru, even rap name
Sounds like it's a big

In the A you
The one you see to that
Stupid name called Romeo and

I called him gay, that white stripe don't lie

And I your brothers on that track
down in
Ha they rather die

u got on with Tylon
I don't a shit

But I just yal to know

I'm the
And I'm it!

Close your homie I'ma about to start
it

Lord have
Upon rappers who have no idea
real Hip-Hop is

This for too
think they really cool

Shaloma the peace
But the peace I
The can't give to you

Go to school
Where you use real words
of swearing
With useless words

And yo I got plays
you so bunny
Shut up, cause you one of
The Coasts bottom few

I you
To an duel
Let's see who has
Enough

I have a
takes me to heaven and back
You a drank
makes u piss rhymes
That like the shit
Your ass
Forever

R.E.A.L Me
F.A.K.E You

My flow,
My theme,
My aim,
Yal
nothing at all.

Escalator up like I'm at Weskus
But to yal just a fall
I hope they yal like a ball

Quit, quit, being hollow
Your so clich like YOLO
Kiss my ass, you deserve sorrow
or later you can kiss my polo
gay boy, but no homo!
(haha ha ha ha ha ha haaa)

Lord Mercy & pity on your son
From I once was to what I have become
Have Mercy, L L L Lord Have Mercy
Lord Have Mercy and on your son