Luyện nghe bài hát Non Fiction

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

[Verse 1: DeVaughn]
My birthplace was the
Adidas with the fat
Cazelles on the of our faces
Boom Bap, out the box
We've been this 40 years strong
The game is for the taking this is 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]
This is, 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
get they money, like to blaze in the coupe
Was raised to days practicing like the hoops
We the truth, none realer, too uncommon Dilla, The Light
I shine, my rhymes come paired like the
Two 22's, I'm a sister millions, lyrically
all fear the flow like Big Williams
Polo dipped, loco
Weren't impressed if the won't potato crisp
Rap back like the NATO, connect with
Cause my odds of being large weighed out like
Yo, Biggie the goal, I'm really the
Of what you really to be if you hadn't of sold
Your soul, I slow like fo'-fo's hitting
'95 spirit, in the it was written
stay trippin', but rip and I never stop
Got a little buzz now I bubble a kettle pot
I know the devil watch and wanna me
But like metal box, I stay locked under Hip Hop forever God
Reckless, necklace, all hang 'em
coming back, now these rappers all changing
Fearful careers, I don't cower, the new
Duracell it runs out for an hour
Keep destroying, 'em like sour
Break 'em all down to rebuild 'em towers
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 modern day saints of our
New torch bearers, we the children like
Gunz of the ones that ran Nation of Millions and Mike in Delores
Used to ride to Nore, now the inquiry
the 5'3" emcee with ovaries
Got a bite on the mic the likes of ol' Lauryn
Hip-hop, score gotta settle it's the flop
Back to when cats rolled like wrist watch
Elbow out the door, bumpin' Nas the speaks pop
Couldn't see me eye to eye, keep pumpin' your
rear views, clear view, I don't fear you or you
You keep an ear to the streets, too, to true I been in the booth, yea killin' on the daily
Jamla another baby of the 80's
Katy Perry, I grew up on
The flow varies I studied those old from the erry
Of the gold, why I shine like that it scary
The over, I kill wack emcees, all buried
the real

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

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

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