Luyện nghe bài hát One of The Last

Now than life is...how I'm coming out,
Rigorous,and vigorous,
You know what I'm talking 'bout,
I want and lettuce, and my wallet so fetish (fatish),
And I want to break like jerome bettis, (pro-status)
All this time I got rhyme on my mind, dime,
I spend it on weed and some studio time,
o-e out the mickey's big-mouth,
My point is, I'll be in the cut to keep these snakes out
My house,

(chorus)
I'm one of the sick niggaz that you've heard thus far,
You can bump me at your crib or you're off that nitro in
car,
But I don't say that to say I'm a super star, but if you get
High then you can feel me no who you are,

(verse 2)
Nigga now I shit lyrics, but I use 'em, have your son
Tripping brotha hung loopin',
They be off that bottle 'bout,
"brotha lynch be talkin' 'bout, sick I heard he ate his momma
Out,"
Now how('s) this muthaphukka 'gon write shit, about the brotha
Lynch 'cause he('s) killin' in his song,
He say,"that nigga(z) shit(s) tight, but he shit",
He say,"god as my I heard he fucked them bitches"
Which is supposed to be criticizing my love song,
You get the rope fuckin' the brotha lynch hung,
in formation, make intimidation, 'catch you on your weed high',
(echo)
I tore you up like a pitch bent, dick hard, well you better
Get bitch then,
It gets thin, and I'm off this and mild shit,
Tall-can told me it was smooth and now I'm buyin' of it,
Trying to relax and deal with taxes,
'cause be at my checks with them axes,
(and them) twenty sacks is, in the seat,
I'm me if I know]->licin' this,(lacing this)<-close enough!
Hope my muthaphukkin' momma ain't no sheisty bitch,
She want(s) to publish, all that's cool,
She wants some shit, get off the hydro tube,
always think I talk about 'em 'cause I talk shit,
My nightmare is killin' my bitch for trying to keep my grips,
I'm like mark spitz, I'll swim a channel for my shit then watch
split,
I'm doing damage your bitch, and while your switch(es) you
Better remember where you from bitch,