Luyện nghe bài hát N.E.R.D.

Too many rappers, not enough best rhymes tho
Guess I'm delusional, to doing it all the time so
I'm just jaded, out of touch and unrelated
Unable to connect greatness based on the who makes it
Or maybe I hate it
And would make me hater
Maybe it is great but that don't mean it's
your profile raised doesn't make you a raiser
Being ambiguous with assertions, isn't you safer
you mean tho?
Line us up, paddling us on the
we steamboat you, president of the frat
You goin' sling toast, you Ringo
And you think Doc
Just goin' and too sick to let that thing go
It's a matter of returns
Ashes to ashes, them from the urns
To start a fire shaky to gather from the burned
And reassemble these ashes, the is something firm
Then blackness backwards in the bread of some other shit
Any we spreadin' wheat seeds from a bucket shit
had a farm and he lovin' it
Rolls Royce of the voice against the arms of the government
Artist gettin' robbed for publishing
By dirty Jewish execs that think his alms the covenant
I'll retire when I'm tired, a Firestone death
Easy to say when nobody's there, a microphone check
They wanna hear what I'm gon' say before the microphone
Make me sign an NDA before the microphone
Let you face that type of faith, opposition
Then all due respect, you are not my competition
Nah