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!

One:
I drop clarity like kerotene, I speak out
Rappers freak out, but stick their necks too deep out
And touch the wire, gettin live like from gaya inner
Jim Jones kool-aid you got mad reason to be
You ain't ready, rhymes are petty, lyrical
It's a miracle they need to as they?
To get blessed, vs. West, we never on that
Cause the rugged you can't get from where you're born at
So learn this, to burn this, you gotta earn with your rap style be the firmest,
Forget about your color of
For advantages, there's bandages, your language is
You be in like 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 on the real I'm mad excited I got my deal but still...

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

Verse
Now everybody lamp go ahead get 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 the immigrants
See special your vest or do it thorough
That's blurro, my referral try to rally up your borough
Just warm, calm if you don't got steel in your palm you'll peel me,
I'm top I got more lines than the Yanks uni-
form, on screamin on MC's
Running around together bonded by smoking trees
Chronic, my tonic make you vomit for up
Bringin the drama, be blank comma blank
Read it, singers get weeded, conceeded
But you don't know the pain, so watch how you it to me

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

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