Luyện nghe bài hát Out for Fame

Yo right here, here
It's right the fence, right through the fence

Yeah right there, right
the 2's and the 5's
Joe that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap


Aight, do it now, let's do it now
Yeah
Nah the other cap, gimme the other one
right there
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"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"Writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall" "
I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
Hah!
All graffiti artists tight, hooo
All graffiti artists tight, word
Check check check it out
Check check check check it out y'all

I got cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack
Puttin up my name a fat cap
Suckers want to be in my face I just slap that
Big to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and
Mack and, Bio, and Brim again
With B.G. 183, me
With the mad colors, I'm a for spraypaint
Laugh if you wanna, I care if you ain't
you don't me see, and I don't know you
But I do know Cope2, he be gettin too
It's the community of what we call writers
Worldwide burners, gettin hotter brighter
Nicer, whattup Razor, whattup Chino
Masta Ase in the place, you know we
My man Rican, my man Zorro, me how to draw
In the yards of the 5 and the 4
So I'm on tour I represent the hardcore
I'm taggin up your sure, I'm out for the fame

"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"Writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
Yeah, check it out check it out it out one time
Hip-hop in effect one time

I was growin up, I had no butcher baker candlestick maker
I had rubbing and carbon paper
Yeah, carbon and a blackboard eraser
Got me chased in the bus yards, Rican and Nazer
speakin, cause people be dissin
The first graffiti artists in the world were the
Writing on the walls, mixing with letters
To the graphic story about their life, however
Today we do the thing, with how we rap and draw
We call it hardcore, they call it the law
There used to be a time when rap music was
The cops come and break up every party when they see you
But now the rap making money for the corporate
It's to flaunt it, now everybody's on it
Graffiti isn't corporate so it gets no
made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so
In the of Phase2, Stay High, Pre-streets
Grab your and hit the streets, I'm out for fame

"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
Yeah, hip-hop culture in the one time
All graffiti in the house one time

Biggin up the other side things here
The visual, not your (check it out)

I'm livin in the city, city not a farm
Steady bombin til I get in my arm
Watchin for the beast cause artists they shot em
And beat em in the yards, while a top to bottom
So pass me a can, not of Old
But full blue, sky blue, me unfold
With the cold burner, of names you mighta of
Like Fab 5 Freddy, Sam
Word to the wise, Futura recognize
Nation of creation, G Man alive
Checkin out Revolt and
My man Easy, and Rembrandt, 77
Oh no with the paint we can never
Big up and respect to Con Art in
The Artists, The Rebels, The Rascals, 3YB
United Artists, TAT and
Yes the other side of hip-hop is representin the
Toys we be dissin you, I'm out for

"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm writin my name, in on the wall"
"I'm my name, in graffiti on the wall"
Hip-hop in the one time
Video in the house one time
All graffiti artists in the house dig the
Put up your nine, put up your nine,

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