Luyện nghe bài hát Move On Remix

[Joe Frequency!

[Joell
YAOWA! What's up my
You say name is John?
Ortiz
Yeah yeah I know, I'm familiar with the shit
I know what you ask
I got you, don't even it

No I don't respond with answers that fit a
So the repetition'll a nigga flip
We in the game of smoke and mirrors, engineerin a bigger spliff
blowin circles out mouth, gettin praised but the shit'll shift
I never lived a myth, if I it I did it
Never alleged, word to dead I gripped a (boom!)
I made my housing a strip, movin medicine and nicks
When I seen 'em comin I from them pricks (ohh!)
And still to this day though she clean I my mommy never sniffed
But the is makin me better with this gift (look)
I'm with this ink you could, die in a blink and
Y'all got the to ask me why do I drink and
Motherfucker sometimes I cry I think and
Y'all ain't there when tears bein dried by the sink (damn)
It was cold in the winter, my centers who gave me dinner
I ain't mind, my table chairs gave me (haha!)
Set up to be loser but was to be a winner (look)
If paint hip-hop I bet my face be in the picture
If they wrote a rap bible bet my name be in the
If shorty say I'm her idol bet her be in my zipper (woo!)
I came a long way the staples in my scrilla
Stains on my pants, had a gut
The ladies ain't dance so house parties would suck
All my friends on the wall, I'm in the hall with a
Nah I ain't complainin, just tellin what it is
So if y'all goin it now just know that another kid
made somethin outta nothin, well I'm frontin, I was nothin
Older ladies to tell my mother "Ain't he somethin?" (oww)
I at a lot of you cats and laugh
Cause I'm the man, and y'all ain't even passin gas
When I I'm the definition of mastered craft
And all y'all ask about is Aftermath motherfucker on!

[Chorus: Iyana + Iffy]
I'm tryin to be, more what it is you see
For every take, do it just eternally
But I won't let it hold me down, I turn it all
I'm on, oh-ah, oh-ahhhh, yes I'm movin on

Budden]
I gotta my own interview
Since niggaz that do my focus on whatever's miniscule (like!)
Or paint me as a cynical, but the canvas'll you (dawg)
You go beyond what there's no limit to
If I think hip-hop is dead I think it's revived
And that from me being inside
the demons get by, see 'em good-bye, if I'm vehement here's why
Come from it seein ve-nom-ous lies (oh!)
So the beast in me cries, cause when all you hear
Shit can overbear, just the obey near
And so I try to think straight cause when you stare in the
Rest in Stewart Shakir, nigga yeah!
I'm on label, not that other label
That mean it's no longer my problem, theirs
Some say it's a
I say if e'rybody's on the throne, just more motive to kill the heir
Ask me "Pump it Up" and I'ma think you SHEEP
Or you must not I'm DEEP!
I'm so off of music so y'all could every week
Me? I just got my man every week
Jersey City loves me despite beliefs (why?)
Cause they was baby steppin, I 'em how to leap (ohh!)
Ask me about swag - I'ma change the to lyrics
and then brag, look at you like a fag
I love e'rybody, don't ask 'bout who I beefed
They the bridge but they was standin underneath it
I'm on my grind, Benjamin
Was old I was young, call me Benjamin Button
And stop usin slang just for you to be
Cause I go to when it was cool to be you
I'm a (nah)
No I mean I'm Hiro "Heroes," y'all chase zeroes
Muh'fucker I got finished hatin ME feelin like a zero
They DeNiro, never been there though
So before your thought, understand
Know it's more to me than the man
Either that or on

Da 5'9"]
My rhyme's reflection of and Preme's soul
Before Jordan was wearin fo'-five, I just look this, I just seem old
But I had to bleed the of a Dirty motherfucker
to suffer clean and touch what a king holds
The real market is harsh, everything goes
foes to who you was doin everything fo'
But I cut 'em off and on to the new checks
New friends chasin my new ends new threats
my dreams fold, like a stack of bills
in the pocket of who ain't to push up daffodils
But we the
You couldn't this shit if you was standin before us carryin a pooper-scoop
You dealt with shit? I dealt with Shady shit
But I'm the only one can say I dealt with Shady's shit (that's me!)
I that with all respect to Paul and Sheck
But Ryan and is all you get (that's it)
My superb, I love Paulie Rosenberg
What I say in a track, those words (woo!)
Baby boy forgive me, I'm street
Cause I can change into anything niggaz want me to be like
I don't gotta dig
To realize Slim bought Big a big jeep
he deserved it; how can I mourn
the same way Shady did over him when he him when he attended Osbourne? (yes!)
Marshall I'm sorry (sorry) I knew it went (left)
I ain't into fuckin my family incest
If you remember Ice used to be my life's
Tell Hailie my wife had a princess
Since I made up with Em it's nothin
that I can on from, so who wants some?
Like a jar of Poupon
You gotta ask anybody in any car, one of them on

I]
When fans my interviews
They think I'm in a pool with women who been abused
So they turn into strippers they livin in the nude
One in the middle blowin my inner tube, while the gettin ridiculed
Is this your Cool; let me give you a little jewel
Any dude who wanna sit in my tennis shoes is SCREWS
Don't get it misconstrued, don't get this shit
I'm two seconds from prison food, I'm a dude!
Pistol in my man, still in Long Beach man
Hopin if my grind don't me get out, my speech can
I been in the streets than Yao Ming's wingspan
You can be MTV, I'll be
I deal with politics, bandannas and tips
you rappers follow this, role models can swallow DICK!
Was stressed out cash flow
used to console my soul, now it's a bunch of assholes
Rap about a while I'm targetin cops
Spit shit for Oscar Grant, hit the sergeant with shots
him a (Ghost) like he part of The Lox
I won't stop recordin, I'm makin songs harder than 'Pac's
If it don't happen, at a nigga know he right there (I'm right there!)
Every memory my Dodger hat's a nightmare!
As a kid I had to breakfast
And now the best question you have to ask me, "Is this a necklace?
Where's your from Dre? Your feature from Cube?"
These leave people confused
Cause know I leave speakers abused, I eat the EQs
I eat through the beat, what's the I think it's the SHOES!
in Cali niggaz blaze and stress
Waitin on "Detox" to the West, ha ha
Even if the shit is dope it ain't you niggaz hope
your signature's wrote on a check from Interscope
NOPE! on

[Crooked I - Chorus]
on West, Coast, knahmean?
West move on
And all that shit in the about me bein on Death Row?
on

SLAUGHTERHOUSE!!