Luyện nghe bài hát Non Fiction

[Intro: DeVaughn]
Yo, 9th Wonder, we got one
Never, never (Rapsody)
And Radio DeVaughn
Church on the

[Verse 1: DeVaughn]
My was the Bronx
with the fat shoelaces
Cazelles on the of our faces
Boom Bap, out the box
We've been building this 40 strong
The game is for the this is history in the making
And let me it clear (Ooh la la laa)
ain't no bubble gum rap with 9th on the track
And (Ooh la la laa)

[Hook: DeVaughn]
is, this is (Hip Hop)
is (Ooh la la laa)
The (x4)

2: Rapsody]
I on my Ps and my Qs - Ss, Ts, Us
I'm working, how you spell success in the stu
Some get they money, like to blaze in the
Was raised to spend days practicing like the
We the truth, realer, too uncommon like Dilla, The Light
I shine, my rhymes come like the Williams
Two 22's, I'm a sister worth millions,
all fear the flow like Big Williams
Polo dipped, loco
Weren't impressed if the won't potato crisp
Rap like the NATO, connect with gods
Cause my odds of large weighed out like Chris
Yo, Biggie the goal, I'm really the
Of you really want to be if you hadn't of sold
Your soul, I burn slow fo'-fo's hitting
'95 spirit, in the days it was
Cats stay trippin', but rip and I never
Got a buzz now I bubble like a kettle pot
I the devil watch and wanna touch me
But like metal box, I locked under this Hip Hop forever God
Reckless, necklace, all hang 'em
Real back, now these rappers all changing
careers, I don't cower, the new power
Duracell it runs out for an hour
Keep destroying, smoke 'em sour
Break 'em all down to rebuild 'em like
the Real

[Raheem
is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)
This is is, hip hop
is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)
This is is, hip hop
is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)

[Verse 3:
The day saints of our stories
New bearers, we the children like Corey
Gunz of the ones that ran Nation of and watched Mike in Delores
to ride to Nore, now the people inquiry
About the 5'3" emcee ovaries
Got a on the mic like the likes of ol' Lauryn
Hip-hop, score gotta it's the flip flop
to when cats rolled Lexus like wrist watch
Elbow out the door, bumpin' Nas the speaks pop
see me eye to eye, keep pumpin' your Reeboks
Rattle rear views, clear view, I fear you or you
You keep an ear to the streets, too, to hear I been in the booth, yea killin' on the daily
Jamla representer another baby of the
Katy Perry, I up on Mary
The flow cause I studied those old from the erry
Of the gold, why I shine that find it scary
The over, I kill wack emcees, all buried
the real

[Break: Raheem
The game is for the taking this is in the making
Let me make it (Ooh la la laa)
This ain't no bubble gum rap with 9th on the
TDE, and gentlemen Ab-Soul!

[Verse 4:
And while you niggas keep the same drum
I'm smokin' I ain't got the same lungs
I had when I started, my ignorant rants
I rap I move keys but Apple S can't save 'em
only so much you can show 'em
They been reading his so long, they think they know him
I'm up the game, I need needle and thread
Some people lead
Some just need wool, the shit cuts deep
toughin' the feel, you be where the rugs be
In the nigga, with the rest of the house niggas
Thug life, rolling, my homies are "fuck life"
Showin' love at the damn time
I'd say the future is looking bright to CNN
me a mic and about three nights
I turn straw gold like Rumpelstiltskin
Man I made a man cry to Be A Man
Walking like an Egyptian, ain't fair oh
Boy got shipped and the judge don't care
I'll take my steak rare, maybe it will me bare
With all the bloody consequences obvious in here
So I guess I got the game out all wrong
I guess you never know what you got til it's
Til' every terrain on this experience sunshine
Two fingers up and one time

So allow yourself to get up in the Rapsody
And the 9th Wonder of the world
DeVaughn
Soul!