Luyện nghe bài hát My War, Your Problem

Every one of my lyrics when you it
it'll burn your face as acid
If you're holdin' the microphone I suggest you it.
it over quickly
Sickly's the only way I how to drop it
Every I kick it people look at me like my name's
Believe it or Not
Got a wonderful time slot at the Zero Hour
Been laughed at for rappin' ever since I was a coward
By all the kids who over me
Overpowered me and beat the shit out of my
Like it's the job clock in an
And how are we the who powered these machines
And we can't get nothin' done, we by kings and queens
The unseen son, the one in the
Hope the dream don't true
America, she you
Without us who back up the groceries
Or price up the clothes you normally don't see
On joes, oh that's me
Little dirtbag rapper and to be

I like my hip-hop in tip-top condition
I keep on but no one listens
I drop fire, I can not wait for a fall
This is our hope, this is a war
is a war

*Every picture you see is a reflection of
The targeting of certain as only a major corporation could
simple: They feed you shit. Just stop eating it, genius.

Run up in the Office and find Doug Morris
him in his office, his life ain't real pretty
Like bitches sing choruses
forces are forcin' us to try to relate
In spite of what lead you to believe in the first place
move in the city 'cause it's packed so tight
Everybody up in my business, dissin' the I write
my raps off their shoulder like the never happened
Actin' so thuggish like they tough like
rubbish, it's all bubble gum to me
Nobody bumpin' me stoppin' by your company
flatten MC's with platinum CDs
You see these two They each got MT
Tons of Budweiser, got balls of steel
a sidewalk and supposedly ya'll are keepin' it real
But ya just provoke and poke at me
And hopefully you remember jokes to me

I my hip-hop dropped in tip-top condition
I keep on but no one listens
I must drop fire, I can not wait for a
is our only hope, this is a war
is a war

*If ??? rap in you was approved by tests you'd see it's got to do with you.
The real gangstas are old white men these records out.
Hip-hop? That's the last thing they give a about.*

By any means necessary I'm buryin'
Every vocal it's important to stary vary
If you feed all then you got motorcall
And I'm on the line, we can meet at the knoll at ten
Maybe rap was never hip-hop to
Seems like it's a cash crop to them
So don't claim you spit it then
This war never end
I can no pretend to be down
If I die in a battle that's
I got a named Revolution number 9
I got a heart beats for the art
This is hip-hop for the
Not a 1 on the

I like my hip-hop dropped in condition
I keep on but no one listens
I drop fire, I can not wait for a fall
This is our only hope, is a war
is a war

This is a war, is a war
is a war, this is a war
This is a war, is a war