Luyện nghe bài hát Our House

[Hook 1:
I be the best who ever did it
Don't if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're
Please me the strength to crush all competition
You blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash forgive me
But, that's all I
[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
I just wanna be the MC (That's all I want)
The time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder,
These are the of words that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass,
Redman I am cut that 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 know our but hats off
When we rap this Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two
Thank God for the lunchroom
I'm to be the sickest n*gga, dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short, been one hell of a ride
1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in house
Wayne's house, Nas'
Em's house, Our
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
[Verse 2: Ortiz]
When I was a boy I wanted to be a rapper
to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and chitter chatter
It off whack
But in the of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, ill
Not how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two inch reel
How you ad-lib? What's a punch? I a boxer
But I sure learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster
Now everyday's a of Contra, I got 99 men
An amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
is my dream, don't f*ck with it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as as production is available
I'm as a fan, look how n*ggas sounding, damn
Weak head, suck bad, f*ck swag and your kicks 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
1: Eminem]
I wanna be the best who did it
Don't know if goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the to crush all competition
You blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash forgive me
But, all I want
[Hook 2: 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 same time as real as can be
3: Crooked I]
Yo, in my house, the out
No utilities in the
Feeling my life's 'bout, to out
feelings I'm feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't out
Cause if winning is my enemy
I pull a out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really
Man in my house, rap or die
Get a piece of apple pie
Life is a song, and that 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 then I cause the road is rough
I start like sh*t's sour
The electricity in my will power, could power, the twin towers
For ten hours so send
The message Crooked I
Da 5, Joe Budden, Em Yaowa
[Verse 4:
In our, house we like Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I could spit for six
Straight, only way to be is to dig down,
If you can this sound in
Side my sounds like a f*cking drive-by
what the inside of my mind's like
Looking back on, my career even, hindsights, vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad I got-ta go mad
Nomad a notepad
Go Taz, spaz on these ho
That me, but I never wanna show that
Just don't act like it ever
Even though you know that will never come
A day blows past you, never was
Someone who's as dope as you was
And you hope that's, cause the competitor in you
Couldn't let someone be better you
And you know that, so you don't hold back
you gonna go back, to working a regular job?
F*ck that, I'm gonna go grab on my, gonads
them f*ck theyselves
They call me a wigger like Zell
But I hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was really, bad to the bone at
I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, angry then I'm
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no
If eyes are the windows to the
Then it's, glass and there's no trespassing
Alright now we go
Dre stamped me now I'm stamping
Be ready for the competitive
Clique in the world like Clash Of The Titans
I released the cracker it's to set it again
And when it's said and it's all
shall ever f*ck with this squadron
So come on in, at own risk
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Grey]
So welcome, to our
no one, comes back out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in