Luyện nghe bài hát Next Level

All I see is blinking lights, boards, and fat mics
950s, SP12s,
Shit is thumping, ear pumping
The shit is type hype cause the is tight right
Bite one and leave teethless
sweat that
Cause I'm a cool cat, just Heathcliff
Peep this - give up the
It's '94 and bitch ass niggas they still get the boot
The north cause I be flowing in all states
Show digging and digging now he got more crates
That's right nigga that dime, and I'm
The only matter that controls my mind
Peace to every single rapper on whole earth
Sell-out's got no
I think they better go search

Brothers can't believe how the have gotten

Now I go again, ready to flow again
And if the coast ain't clear, hell yeah, I'm going in
Get it together or you'll be laying on a
I betcha I'm a getcha, the one heart stresser
Sorry black, right it's a cardiac arrest
Try to triple the best?
where's Party at?
Lost to no one, a like Shogun
And when the show's done stacks and is how the hoes come
I your feelings, confidence is to the ceiling
If I'm sick, I pick a chick for sexual
I'm unique, a like Malik
In the twilights with more highlights than
Around my is where the jel stops
Up to the streets, the jeeps, my peeps in the cell
I'm not the best but I give you
To flatter me your strategy gotta be more complex than
Stop bluffing cause you saying nothing, G
And start I'm the A to the fucking G
Last LP we got right
Showed all these corny motherfuckers what Hip Hop's supposed to like
See A.G. and the brother
Quiet as kept it's that you step on the low

Brothers believe how the skills have gotten

it's me meaning the A to the dash
I'm fast to get the cash now I'm like the past
the remedy?
Suckers better get own identity
And to the enemy, you better like it's ten of me
Fake lords they get strangled with mic
Taking beats my LP for sure ain't healthy
Patterson is where I rest
But I claim the whole planet cos mine goddamn it
I'm God, quick to a fake brother card
Wrecked Boston, running shit in like Rod
It's to face defeat when you're raised in the street
No surrender and no
Now dance with the No not hardly
Even though I mamba like La and smoke ganja like Bob Marley
A bag of sess puts me at my
You say silly, that's my theory
Get the and let it rest

Brothers can't believe how the skills have