Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Like It

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

Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of niggas, that shit
I feel ahead of myself
I hear voice in the back of my mind
Like "Mac maintain, just grind, dog, yourself"

So what I do? I take heed and pick up the
explain it when I pick up my son and look at my face
I'm like a black rose growin' in the concrete in the pavement
There that go again "Mac practice for greatness

Get for them immaculate statements"
Keep thinkin' of them hotlines, like a physic, I explain it
There's no pen when I it
There's like it, nothin' like it

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

I'm movin' like 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 your heart, know you fearin'
you apart, like you niggas is transparent

I see right you niggas
It's like Mac was born with advanced
I'm like the sun at night imagine it dog
I know you see me gradually fall

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

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

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

Think the mothers who suffered and prayed over us
look at the the picture I've painted, it's so perfect
Open your eyes motherfuckers, you duck us
No every soul shall suffer

I'm loadin' revolvers every shell shall touch ya
I promise I'll light your ass with these mags, I'ma ya
God damn, nothin' like it, I'm serious
Can't explain how I it