Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphor

Yo, you up in some sh-t cause every word I utter's intense, you faggot
with this is like punching cement
I know your type, you clever with tough talk, you to brawl
never stepping but your mouth is running
it's hopeless I'm focused, I wont
any foes wanna oppose get your slit
you can't call it, I'm this shit is so sick
if I learn from my I wouldn't know shit
don't even if your boys is deep
n-ggas suffer from arthiritis their is weak
North is where the muthaf-ckers turfers at
you bad but your rhyme even worse than that
yo, funny how tables in life
paid ya dues, ya stripes, never be concerned with ice
it out, the more money you pay for it
its giving me even more to take this sh-t
the main event, serving n-ggas the way I run through
with these words is disturbing n-ggas
so it alone
I'm zoned, I'm never leaving my
no to play games, I'm in a league of my own
its Therapist n-ggas dismiss you 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 make it the top
you tryna me than stop and think it over
I'm than any n-gga you feeling the most
on stage, got arrested for stealing a show

Yo, my rain in the
it's therapist broadcast, to North C
you don't want that
Therapist and n-ggas
yo remember the name, the game