Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphor

Yo, you up in sh-t f-ck cause every word I utter's intense, you faggot
f-cking this is like punching cement
I know type, you clever with tough talk, you scared to brawl
never stepping but your is running marathons
it's hopeless I'm focused, I miss
any foes oppose get your throat slit
you can't it, I'm flawless this shit is so sick
if I learn from my mistakes I know shit
don't diss even if boys is deep
n-ggas suffer from arthiritis their is weak
North cats is where the muthaf-ckers at
you wack bad but your rhyme worse than that
yo, funny how tables turn in
ya dues, earn ya stripes, never be concerned with ice
check it out, the money you pay for it
its giving me even reason to take this sh-t
the event, serving n-ggas the way I run through these
with these words is disturbing n-ggas
so leave it
I'm zoned, I'm never my throne
no to play games, I'm in a league of my own
its Therapist dismiss you dick kisses
for you to get bigger, slimmer than figures
you cant stand how much love I get
but if you bump my sh-t than suck my dick
I'm taking over, I got what it takes to it over the top
you tryna diss me than and think it over
I'm greater than any n-gga you feeling the
stepped on stage, got arrested for stealing a

Yo, my in the forecast
therapist broadcast, Philly to North C
you really don't want
Therapist and n-ggas
yo the name, remember the game