Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

Make it, make it, it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save hand, I ain't gotta shake it
lined up for the taking
And what I from em? No favors
too big, bread? gotta break it
Cause these others with the snaking faking
lined up for the taking
And I need from 'em?
No favors, no
What I need? No
Everything up for the taking
And what I from 'em? no favors

I'm about getting the job done, boy up every
I'm about a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about getting my off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, that might fuck up life
Tell 'em point and shoot camera crews
In of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what to the humble attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm standing too"
Thought I had the Midas and then I went platinum too
Mother fuck all your
I've been to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in
I inherit shit but a millionaire under 30
So He must be shit
Don, don, don, life, I do this for the
The D to Flint who get sick with
Others get the hit with the
From where need a handout
But tell you put hands up
Only I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know I came from
Born in a world going they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the head's I aim for
When my died, I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed or apologies
That's my new policy
grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses you bitches start acknowledging
The we been painting, my nigga
Connected to a higher
How I know? 'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my
Look, all I ever did was beat the
Cause when you try to get even it just even out
stopping like we hypnotized
Watch we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we alive when we die, we be the gods

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta it
You can your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
lined up for the taking
And what I from em? No favors
Clique too big, gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking
lined up for the taking
And what I need from
No favors, no

If she was I won't savor
No taste buds, hoe
you looking at, hater?
I saw eyes like an ass raper
Try to my swag like a cheating classmate
I'll be the face you see before you pass
When you get your fucking ass like a math paper
So ahead of my time means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly
Insanely perverted, rapey and
blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space
A piece furniture, egg beater,
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's worthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planets panic attacks
Brady's returning, fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the like a Patriots jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl the pit of it
a fucking Terrier hittin' it
Despicable, dumb it down,
Tongue is foul shoot off at the mouth
a missile, a thunder cloud
100 pound pull the trigger this gun will sound
And you'll get a round like Digital
And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan
a lamp post, door handle shutter
A bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap,
A banjo and manhole
Hand the mouth and nose smother
ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, and Road Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta make an of her
for Sandra Bland ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no government handle a
man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll his whole brand go under (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white Bronco like
Speeding, I'm bout to run a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", pleading—but screaming is
Like Michel'le helium
Leaving pale faced medium sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a cell
See me I'm hell's gate
Bitch, I'm like your problems:
Meaning someone else is self needed?
I'm a...

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta it
lined up for the taking
And I need from em; no favors
Clique too big, bread? gotta it
'Cause these lowkey with the snaking faking
lined up for the taking
And I need from 'em?
No favors, no
What I need? No
lined up for the taking
And I need from 'em? no favors

I you feeling yourself right now
But I'm not she's the one
I would call in
Hey, I'm
are you doing here?