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 from Channel Mad Izm)
Cause there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, 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, gettin live from gaya inner
Jim Jones kool-aid you got mad to be afraid
You ain't ready, rhymes are petty, never
It's a miracle they need to reign as
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 this with your rap style be the firmest,
Forget about your color of
For advantages, there's bandages, your language is
You be in Danger like that Blahzay 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 on the real I'm mad excited I got my deal but still...

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

Two:
Now lamp go ahead get amped for your camp
Without no harmony your would have never been the champ
And let me mention, no tension the way the rule goes
I flows bros, PF flows with papa chulos
We combine cluster, you can't muster break your
Building my predicaments, with the immigrants
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 your palm you'll me,
I'm top rank I got more lines the Yanks uni-
form, carry on on MC's
Running around only bonded by smoking trees
Chronic, my tonic make you for teamin up
Bringin the drama, be comma blank comma
Read it, singers get weeded, conceeded
But you don't the pain, so watch how you feed it to me

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

(Chorus)