Luyện nghe bài hát Peoples 1

BISHOP

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

yall worse than basketball
a of bitches your life depend on other niggas lives
the stakes is
even way way way more
so now im glad to end pailin (impale in) hip hop
but never writing reciting what the truth bring me
i'm John booth in the booth blowin brains baby

Loser, loser, an educated toofer
baby, babies im the future
got a fox rupert
murdoch, you sir, should come by the
me and the girls playing
cocky when the tricks like get off me
lil fresh air man, i like a fall breeze
im as palm tree,
always in school, i hallway pass on the prom
"ehhh"
i like a in mom jeans
and sweet
basically she's got my genes
my rappins like Chomsky if he acted like Tom
in the white world, opposite of Jon bB
farm team starve but the majors wont him
coz far from a puppet he is what you a problem
me and a mic, is like ruker park with a spalding
cauldron like flow scoulding