Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Like It

I'm just, I'm just a picture a in a frame
I paint word pictures on the canvas of
But I don't the colors
nothin' like it

Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of niggas, shit scary
Sometimes I feel ahead of
I hear this in the back of my mind
"Mac maintain, just grind, dog, better yourself"

So what I do? I take and pick up the pace
Can't explain it when I pick up my son and at my face
I'm like a rose growin' in the concrete crack in the pavement
There that voice go again "Mac for greatness

Get paid for them statements"
Keep of them hotlines, like a physic, I can't explain it
There's no pen I write it
There's nothin' like it, nothin' it

God damn, what you from me What you want me to tell you, huh?
Niggas thought that I stutter, huh, thought I was dumb
But I ain't used to use my mind, I to just use my 9
And run wild my boys in the streets wild with these wars
Now the Qu'ran and 48 laws, polish my floors

I'm movin' niggas puppets with no strings attached
It's nothin' for Beans, so you know it a thing for Mac
To look in your eyes, see through heart, know what you fearin'
Pick you apart, like you niggas is

I see through you niggas
like Mac was born with advanced parents
I'm like the sun shinin' at imagine it dog
I know you wanna see me fall

But I'm walkin' on air, brakin' every law
It's nothin' like it, I swear, I spit words that through air
Let the words of a true hit your ear
It change like blue blood when it hit the air
It's like it
God damn, shit, I explain it, fuck y'all niggas

I changed my whole life in about 9 months, just sperm in a womb
These young niggas never 'til they doomed
Try to tell them "You can young punk, without smellin' the fuse"
Make you in the middle of June

Paintin' pictures so vivid, you can hang it up in your
Shine bright a prism, displayin' colors like Crayola
Think of the prisons with straight
Think about the who fucked us and played over us

Think about the mothers who suffered and over us
Just look at the the picture I've painted, so perfect
Open eyes motherfuckers, you can't duck us
No survivors every shall suffer

I'm loadin' them revolvers every shell touch ya
I promise I'll light your ass these mags, I'ma bust ya
God damn, nothin' like it, I'm serious
explain how I write it