Luyện nghe bài hát PEDIGREE

One behind the in line
It's time let me check your design
Your don't hold up next to mine
I'm a thouroughbred of the most excellent

Ali and who's asking
The text book of brute passion
The future, the past, a champion is born
never made and that's a you can't pretend
I think better of the box
I rhyme better outside of the
There's no hiding the truth, I'm the positive proof
I buck shots through the roof set the hostages loose,
One might got to real a minute
But it will recognise A once the beat finish
grimacing winters led him to seek vengeance
With bit the mistique of a street menace
Self appointed with power vested
to hand down sentances from bus benches
He's relentless his it's just in his spirit
You don't want to about it fool you want to feel it
Shit but I'm calm in a shit storm
Its just normal, what you think I balled up a fist
They probably thought I was born right
Well fucker I stayed up all night
Hit me like huh

Oh the flow cold cock you
You a born bitch local showboating
I'm a known credited stone philosopher
I think deeply, I aspire to be free
Read through these of mine
I'm exquisite and get better with time
And not yet in my
I age like wine and got a goddamn head at the end of my spine
Plus I live outside of those
Meaning my expression is yet to be
Ya'll never try putting ribbons in the sky
you hit your head on that rooty-poot box you live inside
What you gon' do when the runs dry
Human beings grown images get old
So we get old you gon' be out in the cold
and still keep chasing what I'm owed

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