Luyện nghe bài hát Pain I Feel

We'd like to dedicate this particular
to all to all to all the hell of ya from

(Sample Channel Live: Mad Izm)
Cause there's all these weak rappers making hits, fuck that!

Verse
I drop clarity like kerotene, I speak out
Rappers freak out, but never stick their necks too out
And touch the live wire, live like from gaya inner
Jim kool-aid you got mad reason to be afraid
You ain't ready, are petty, never lyrical
It's a they need to reign as they?
To get blessed, East vs. West, we never on
Cause the rugged format you can't get from where born at
So learn this, to burn this, you gotta earn this with your rap be the firmest,
Forget your color of epidermis
For advantages, there's bandages, your language is
You be in Danger that Blahzay triangle is
The being mind freein
Not the wearin jewels glarin rapper, you used to seein
Absestos study lessions to impressions
The P's come and squeal on the real I'm mad excited I got my but still...

(Sample from Main Source: Looking At The Door) You don't know the pain I feel
(Channel Live) Cause there's all these weak rappers steady hits, fuck that!
Cuz cuz cuz you don't know the pain I
Cause all these weak rappers steady making hits
You know the pain I feel
Cause there's all these rappers steady making hits, fuck that!
Cuz cuz cuz you, cuz, cuz you know the pain I feel
there's all these weak, rappers, steady making hits

Verse
Now everybody lamp go ahead get for your camp
Without no your Normandy would have never been the champ
And let me mention, no racial the way the rule goes
I flows with bros, PF flows papa chulos
We combine cluster, you muster break your ligaments
Building my predicaments, living with the
See blow your vest or do it thorough
That's blurro, my referral don't try to rally up your
Just warm, stay calm if you don't got steel in your you'll peel me,
I'm top rank I got lines than the Yanks uni-
form, carry on on MC's
Running around together only bonded by smoking
Chronic, my tonic make you for teamin up
Bringin the drama, be comma blank comma
Read it, singers get weeded, then
But you know the pain, so watch how you feed it to me

(Chorus)

Three:
Comin with with the raw tech, strong Gortex
Rappers get more plex, as make their name off all fetch
and unrealistic, your neighbor crew you're ballistic
Your statistic mistic, under that talk we know who is it
So stay busy, touring Your hood is roaring,
it's not a place for pussycats to be
Your plan lock it, you bandwagon just to a rival
Without skills you check for your own survival
And feel the pain rappers a good John Wayne but look stupid
You be trying to us like a groupie
With your rap staff you riff and raff I and laugh,
In town you out of town you get sent ass
And you don't the pain...

(Chorus)