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

[Verse 1: Tha Real U] [Lyrical

past, full of evil endeavours
Illuminating the world
With stupid

I none
Boy, I'm up
To the son

ADSL
To a place
New

Ill
Bro, they sound way to

Exclamation mark in
Sorry man, dum

What's the A
The

Last time I
These
started learning how to rap

So they dissed
Is that supposed to be a

more like a diss to themselves
Cause they sound crap

yeah I I'm moderate
But for you
Psychology is what you to be
Lyrically

Don't with that
The Realist on track
Mathematics
Best believe I
Useless

blah blah
There u go
that
Rhyme of some1 in a shack

So boast about opinions
boast about the facts

YEAH!!
Hala

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

[Verse 2:

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

You all just lil Chihuahuas tryna bark out
But dont ever let me catch you
In front of a
Coz you gon die boy
Ill knock out your 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 smell gop
eye-balls look like snot
They only you like
Is out blow-jobs

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

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

[Verse 3: Tha U] [Message Verse]

Now I'm in this thing
Let your autotune

That I am an underground
Now wat you damnwell think

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

Lil Lil insain?
My bru, even rap name
like it's a big pain

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

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

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

Whatever u got on with
I don't a shit

But I want yal to know

I'm the
And I'm it!

Close your eyes homie I'ma to start
it

Lord have
Upon rappers who have no idea
What real is

This for too
think they really cool

Shaloma brings the
But the I have
The world can't to you

Go back to
you actually use real words
Instead of
With useless words

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

I you
To an duel
see who still has
fuel

I a tank
That takes me to and back
You have a
That makes u piss
sounds like the shit
Your ass
lacked

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

My flow,
My theme,
My aim,
Yal
It's at all.

Escalator up like I'm at Mall
But to yal it's just a
I hope they kick yal a ball

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

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