Luyện nghe bài hát Out for Fame

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

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


Aight, let's do it now, do it now
Yeah
Nah gi-gimme the other cap, the other one
Yeah 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 writin my name, in on the wall"
Hah!
All graffiti hold tight, hooo
All artists hold tight, word
check check it out y'all
Check check check check check it out

I got cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack
Puttin up my name a fat cap
Suckers that want to be in my I just slap that
Big to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and
Mack and, Bio, and Brim again
B.G. 183, recognize me
With the mad colors, I'm a for spraypaint
Laugh if you wanna, I really care if you
you don't me see, and I don't know you
But I do Cope2, he be gettin walls too
It's the underground of what we call writers
burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter
Whattup Nicer, whattup Razor, Chino
Ase in the place, you know we know
My man Rican, my man Zorro, taught me how to
In the yards of the 5 and the 4
So when I'm on tour I represent the
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 my name, in graffiti on the wall"
Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one
Hip-hop music in one time

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

"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 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"
Yeah, hip-hop in the house one time
All artists 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 til I get fatigue in my arm
Watchin for the beast cause many artists shot em
And em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom
So me a can, not of Old Gold
But full blue, sky blue, watch me
With the cold burner, of you mighta heard of
Like Fab 5 Freddy, Sam
Word to the wise, 2000 recognize
Nation of creation, G Man come
Checkin out and Zephyr
My man Easy, and Rembrandt, 77
Oh no the paint we can never dilly-dally
Big up and respect to Con Art in
The Artists, The Rebels, The Rascals, 3YB
Artists, TAT and Dondi
Yes the side of hip-hop is representin the visual
we be dissin you, I'm out for fame

"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 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 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"
Hip-hop in the one time
graf in the house one time
All graffiti in the house dig the rhyme
Put up your nine, put up your nine,

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