Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Like It

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

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

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

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

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

I'm movin' niggas like with no strings attached
It's for Beans, so you know it ain't a thing for Mac
To look in your eyes, see your heart, know what you fearin'
you apart, like you niggas is transparent

I see right you niggas
It's like Mac was 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 like it, I swear, I spit words that skip through air
Let the words of a true hit your ear
It change like blue blood when it hit the air
nothin' like it
God damn, shit, I explain it, fuck y'all niggas

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

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

Think about the who suffered and prayed over us
Just at the the picture I've painted, it's so perfect
Open your motherfuckers, you can't duck us
No survivors soul shall suffer

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