Luyện nghe bài hát Next Level

All I see is blinking lights, track boards, and fat
950s, SP12s,
is thumping, ear drums pumping
The shit is type hype cause the sample is right
Bite this one and leave
Never that
Cause I'm a cool cat, just like
this - give up the loot
It's '94 and bitch ass yeah they still get the boot
The north flakes I be flowing in all states
Show digging and digging now he got more crates
That's right roll that dime, and I'm
The only living matter that controls my
Peace to every rapper on this whole earth
Sell-out's got no
I think better go soul search

Brothers can't believe how the have gotten

Now here I go again, ready to again
And if the coast ain't clear, hell yeah, I'm still in
Get it together or be laying on a stretcher
I betcha I'm a getcha, the number one heart
Sorry black, that's right a cardiac arrest
Try to team the best?
Then where's at?
Lost to no one, a warrior Shogun
And the show's done stacks and stacks is how the hoes come
I bruise feelings, confidence is to the ceiling
If I'm sick, I pick a chick for healing
I'm unique, a like Malik
In the twilights more highlights than Dominique
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 you stress
To flatter me strategy gotta be more complex than chess
Stop bluffing cause you ain't nothing, G
And start ducking I'm the A to the G
Last LP we got down
Showed all these corny motherfuckers what Hip supposed to sound like
See A.G. and the Show
as kept it's best that you step on the low

Brothers can't believe how the have gotten

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

Brothers can't believe how the skills have