Luyện nghe bài hát Pain I Feel

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

(Sample from Channel Mad Izm)
Cause there's all these rappers steady making hits, fuck that!

One:
I drop clarity like kerotene, everytime I out
Rappers freak out, but never stick their too deep out
And touch the live wire, live like from gaya inner
Jim Jones kool-aid you got mad to be afraid
You ain't ready, are petty, never lyrical
It's a miracle they need to reign as
To get blessed, East vs. West, we on that
Cause the rugged you can't get from where you're born at
So learn this, to burn this, you earn this with your rap style be the firmest,
Forget about your color of
For advantages, there's bandages, whatever your is
You be in like that Blahzay triangle is
The Blah mind freein
Not the fatigue jewels glarin rapper, you used to seein
Absestos lessions to make 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 steady making hits, fuck that!
Cuz cuz cuz you don't the pain I feel
Cause there's all these weak rappers steady making
You don't know the I feel
Cause there's all these weak rappers steady hits, fuck that!
Cuz cuz cuz you, cuz, cuz you don't know the pain I
Cause there's all these weak, rappers, making hits

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

(Chorus)

Verse
Comin with with the raw tech, like Gortex
Rappers get more plex, as they their name off all fetch
and unrealistic, your neighbor know you're ballistic
Your statistic ain't mistic, that talk we know who is it
So busy, keep touring Your hood is roaring,
not a place for pussycats to be exploring
Your plan it, you bandwagon just to start a rival
Without skills you better for your own survival
And feel the pain rappers talk a good John but look stupid
You be trying to play us like a
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)