Luyện nghe bài hát Our House

[Hook 1:
I wanna be the best who did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it
But if it is then God, if you're
give me the strength to crush all competition
You blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please me
But, all I want
1: Royce Da 5'9"]
I wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder,
are the kind of words that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass,
Redman I am cut from cloth
Write a about me, you a dead man
J, I'm Bad video
Learn the whole routine and it for my father's friends
While they and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. me to write what
eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you our history but hats off
we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the cadence
Thank God for the tables
I'm trying to be the sickest n*gga, dead or
And if I happen to short, it's been one hell of a ride
Chronic 1 and 2, up at the sky at the sun
Up the day the sun is you
You to hip-hop, you in Jay's house
Wayne's house, Nas'
house, Our House
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, comes out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in
[Verse 2: Joell
When I was a little boy I to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and chitter chatter
It off whack
But in the words of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting
I hit the at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two reel
How you ad-lib? What's a I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, D and Mike you made a monster
Now everyday's a of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this fine pen
This is my dream, don't f*ck it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get as long as production is available
I'm as a fan, look how n*ggas sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and your from South Japan
I'm finna to be the in this profession
I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet you step in
Our
[Hook 1:
I wanna be the best who did it
Don't know if that is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a
And if I'm coming off please forgive me
But, all I want
2: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in
[Interlude: Joe
I just be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The time being as real as can be
3: Crooked I]
Yo, in my house, the out
No utilities in the
my life's 'bout, to wipe out
These feelings I'm be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't out
Cause if is really my enemy
I pull a nine out, my mind out
Is the end of me really
Man in my house, rap or die
Get a of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and b*tch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition digest
And I stress cause the road is rough
I start like sh*t's sour
The in my will power, could still power, the twin towers
For ten hours so send
The from Crooked I
Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em
[Verse 4:
In our, we spit like Sig Sauers
The way I now I could spit for six hours
Straight, way to be great is to dig down,
If you can hear this in
Side my head sounds like a f*cking
That's what the of my mind's like
Looking back on, my career even, hindsights, vision, 5 mics
wanted that so bad well I got-ta go mad
Nomad with a
Go Taz, on these ho bags
That bother me, but I never wanna show
Just don't act like it ever
Even though you know that there will never
A day someone past you, never was
Someone as dope as you ever was
And you hope that's, true cause the in you
Couldn't let someone be better you
And you know that, so you don't ever back
What you gonna go back, to working a regular
that, I'm gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
Tell them theyselves
They me a wigger like Renee Zell
But I hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the at
Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, then I'm
Smash, so much passion but no compassion
If eyes are the to the soul
Then it's, broken and there's no trespassing
now here we go
Dre me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
Be ready for the competitive
Clique in the world it's like Clash Of The
I released the cracker it's time to set it
And when it's and it's all done
None shall f*ck with this squadron
So on in, at your own risk
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in