Luyện nghe bài hát Pain I Feel

We'd like to dedicate this tune
to all to all to all the of ya from wherever

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

One:
I drop clarity like kerotene, everytime I out
Rappers freak out, but never their necks too deep out
And the live wire, gettin live like from gaya inner
Jim Jones kool-aid you got mad reason to be
You ain't ready, rhymes are petty, never
It's a miracle need to reign as they?
To get blessed, East vs. West, we never on
Cause the format you can't get from where you're born at
So learn this, to burn this, you gotta earn this with your rap be the firmest,
about your color of epidermis
For advantages, there's bandages, whatever your is
You be in Danger like that Blahzay is
The Blah being mind
Not the wearin jewels glarin rapper, you used to seein
Absestos study lessions to make
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 Front Door) You don't know the pain I
(Channel Live) Cause there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, that!
Cuz cuz cuz you don't know the pain I
Cause there's all these weak steady making hits
You don't know the pain I
Cause there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, 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 get amped for your camp
Without no harmony your Normandy would have never been the
And let me mention, no racial tension the way the goes
I flows with bros, PF flows with papa
We combine cluster, you can't muster break ligaments
Building my predicaments, living with the
See special your vest or do it thorough
That's blurro, my referral try to rally up your borough
warm, stay calm if you don't got steel in your palm you'll peel me,
I'm top rank I got more lines than the Yanks
form, carry on on MC's
Running around together only bonded by trees
Chronic, my tonic make you for teamin up
the drama, be blank comma blank comma
Read it, singers get weeded, conceeded
But you don't know the pain, so watch how you it to me

(Chorus)

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

(Chorus)