Luyện nghe bài hát My War, Your Problem

Every one of my lyrics you hear it
it'll your face as sulfuric acid
If holdin' the microphone I suggest you pass it.
it over quickly
Sickly's the only way I know how to it
Every time I kick it look at me like my name's
Ripley's it or Not
Got a wonderful time here at the Zero Hour
Been laughed at for ever since I was a little coward
By all the kids who towered me
Overpowered me and the shit out of my face
Like the job clock in an hour
And how are we the ones who powered machines
And we get nothin' done, we controlled by kings and queens
The unseen son, the one in the
the dream don't come true
America, she you
us who would back up the groceries
Or price up the clothes that you normally see
On joes, oh that's me
Little dirtbag rapper and to be

I like my hip-hop dropped in tip-top
I keep on spittin' but no one
I must drop fire, I can not for a fall
This is our only hope, is a war
is a war

*Every you see is a reflection of marketing
The targeting of certain audiences as only a major could
It's simple: feed you shit. Just stop eating it, genius.

Run up in the Universal Office and 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 they lead you to in the first place
Can't move in the city 'cause it's packed so
up in my business, dissin' the lyrics I write
Dismissin' my raps off their shoulder like the happened
Actin' so thuggish like they tough Tinactin
It's rubbish, all bubble gum to me
Nobody bumpin' me by your record company
I'ma flatten MC's with CDs
You see these two They each got MT
Tons of Budweiser, got balls of wire
Like a sidewalk and ya'll are keepin' it real
But mostly ya just and poke at me
And hopefully you remember your to me

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 only hope, is a war
is a war

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

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

I like my dropped in tip-top condition
I on spittin' 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