Luyện nghe bài hát Peoples 1

BISHOP

Fish by the millions die, birds fallin the sky
when you observe, its hard to kick words just to fly
but i digress, so dont
the yes, i suggest
we should just, try out
and let, nature, do the
but mother got her hands full
trynna raise the whole man kind
boy, a damn fool
its gettin hot, and im just trynna cool
like the fonze in cryogenic sleep thats how i do
im too ultra
for trends of culture
these snakes and vultures
they always him
so i to start my own shit just like Oprah
and now lookey lookey kick my up on the sofa
i aint with that stereotypical
coz typically, on the
it all bitch
and honestly a lot of rappers must feel sick
from the, centrifugal force of riding my dick

yall worse than wives
a bunch of bitches your life depend on niggas lives
the stakes is
even way way way higher
so now im glad to end (impale in) hip hop attire
but writing just reciting what the truth bring me
i'm John Wilkes booth in the booth blowin brains

Loser, loser, like an educated
baby, babies im the future
got a fox rupert
murdoch, you sir, should come by the
me and the girls yuker
when the tricks like trig get off me
lil fresh air man, i spit like a breeze
im as palm tree,
always in school, i pass on the prom queens
"ehhh"
i like a in mom jeans
strong and
basically got my mom's genes
my rappins Chomsky if he acted like Tom Green
black in the world, opposite of Jon bB
farm team but the majors wont call him
coz far from a he is what you call a problem
me and a mic, is like ruker park austin with a
cauldron flow straight scoulding