Luyện nghe bài hát moment of truth

Here we go again, prepare to meet end
Just looked you up on Facebook, you have friends
This kid's a loser yo, he even kissed a girl
You her love letters I buy her ice and pearls
So how you like me
Even Roxanne's in the background saying 'Wow, Bling's got
I'm off the gold
If you're a why is Kris your backup dancer
Like an extra on train
I see mommy and your daddy in the front row
They must be for you bro
You're not a M.C.
You should hip-hop
Now be a bus boy and go get your mop

Bling, you wanna battle
You're the without the rattle
You're the boat the paddle
You're the duck without the
You're the without the saddle
The ranch without the
The day the shadow
Son, I think you should kick gravel
Sayonara arrivederci
What language do I have to say it in for you to hear me
Adios amigo, over with, finito
This clown couldn't rap anything but my

Kid, you have to hold your hand before you cross the street
You have to sneak out the house just to and sweep
And now you queasy, I made him go mute
Put camera phones up so you can post this on YouTube
Truth's got a screw loose he's terrified to
So lightweight that I can blow him over a gust
You're weak Seven Days, you deserve boos
You should walk around in some shoes
You should rock and a skirt
You're in your boots
Are your feelings hurt?
Well, I should hurt more than your feelings
Maybe I should rip the off the theatre ceiling
Maybe you should start kneeling his eyes are getting
so wack, if you were me you couldn't diss me
Kissy kissy Roxanne, did you me?
I'll take you out to dinner after I've eaten this
And when we're on vacation let him house sit
Here's a couple of bucks, buy a better outfit

You know what? You don't have a stack of cash or a pad
I saw you last week driving a cab,
Your secret's out and now know sport
We'll you if we need a ride to an airport
In fact you can me off at home after this
Then you can take your couple back but as a tip
You're yourself like Solitaire
Telling that's here that you're a millionaire
You're not a baller, a phony
I bet your whole crew is a of rent-a-homies
And now you lie in bed lonely, your persona's a
The girls you get are in the pages of a catalog
stands Lord of DaBluff
His were legendary till the truth made him hush
And what's is your truth is enough
Why'd you have to up all the money and the stuff?
I guess it's easier to the role and act hard
'Cause you have the guts to tell us who you really are
So you can a trophy that you don't deserve
I be a bus boy but you just got served