Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphor

Yo, you up in some sh-t f-ck 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 mouth is running
it's hopeless I'm focused, I miss
any foes wanna oppose get your throat
you can't call it, I'm this shit is so sick
if I learn my mistakes I wouldn't know shit
don't diss even if your boys is
n-ggas suffer from arthiritis their is weak
North cats is where the muthaf-ckers at
you wack bad but your even worse than that
yo, how tables turn 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 reason to this sh-t
the main event, serving the way I run through these
with these words is disturbing n-ggas
so it alone
I'm zoned, I'm never leaving my
no need to play games, I'm in a of my own
its Therapist n-ggas you dick kisses
for you to get bigger, slimmer than figures
you faggots cant how much love I get
but if you don't my sh-t than suck my dick
I'm taking over, I got what it takes to it over the top
you tryna me than stop and think it over
I'm greater than any n-gga you the most
stepped on stage, got for stealing a show

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