Luyện nghe bài hát Nas - Wanna Be Me

Uh, ohhhhh, baby, (uh ha ha ha ha)

Keep it thug and your heat
Na na na na

1
Now slowly, thinkin of all the things appose me,
I think of who died and rappers out to de-throne me, (uh)
Before they crowned there is cut off,
Bodies is dead in the street it's so fuckin pitiful,
First they love me, could be the bitch even live with you,
Mad at your riches now she switch miserable, (uh)
Cause she want to dress like bonnie, and christal do,
But christal single, bonnie's and a nigga's too,
I can do bad by myself, went rags to wealth,
From jagz to to plenty ass bitchs,
Cant keep hands to there self nomore,
I'm hue hefner, you lessar, you just...

be me, you cant, you faggot, you bitch,
You social coward, you clown, you just be down,
So you be me, you bitch, you phony, you clone me,
You be me son, I'm the one and only, but you,
be me, you suckers, you weak, you flunky's,
You fake, you could'nt close on my worst day,
But you wanna be me, I'll you and learn you a lesson,
Consernin is my profession, ya my direction,
You be me

2

No even in wildest fantasy,
Its childish, shit I ta resort to violance,
Pay me ahalf a million, I'll your album,
And show you how to off my dick,
Thats the thing I the most, cant even call you a man,
When you call out my name to get ya some fans,
No tallent, you need direction, your a with a yeast infection,
You unlucky, I'm fuckin c section,
I'm the last real nigga alive,
Toast l with-o the label, get high,
Rely, how many classics I you,
Perhaps if you back, you'll relize that I made you...

3
I'm tryin to a straight line,
While they tryin to mine,
I'm pass 8 of every state line,
alegators and humming bird hearts,
At the ball preani suit, shupers watch (? ? ),
As real million-airs shittas take (? ? ),
Evil is hitlers hate race, people this is son,
And come from the garden of pure peace,
To the streets, you will see,
my plan is not to destroy a man,
But to bring to mankind and teach,
mc reach for your pens and papers,
Lesson 1 be creative, what you of junior,
Cause you'll be a grown man with the mic in ya hand,
And to battle nas is not in ya plan,
I'm the real nigga alive, understand that,
And you my offspring, a boss-sting(? ? ),
A bullet proof, posche things, for you to understand that,
Nas the king, where my (? ? ), where my benz at,
Play me a theme, while you entertain me,
If I ain't cryin, laughin to the lines, throw ass in,
the fuck were you nigga's thinkin,
Guns clutch if I get an anklin
That you for the kingpin,
But I at you cowards, ha, ha, ha,
me out, try, try, try....