Luyện nghe bài hát Peoples 1

BISHOP

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

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

Loser, loser, like an toofer
baby, forget im the future
got a fox like
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 like a fall breeze
im as palm tree,
always in school, i hallway pass on the queens
"ehhh"
i like a girl in mom
and sweet
basically she's got my genes
my rappins like Chomsky if he like Tom Green
in the white world, opposite of Jon bB
farm team starve but the wont call him
coz far from a puppet he is you call a problem
me and a mic, is like ruker austin with a spalding
cauldron like flow straight