Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

[Intro: Ice]
Yo, yo Nas. Big and Pac didn't you man
So get off dick please man
is Ice and Cormega man
for you, faggot!!

[Verse 1:
A nigga named Nas think he live me
Now its on 'till he R.I.P, the odds be
me, you real, convince me, I think you a bitch
Pardon me Nas, I think you dick
Whens the last time you came to to see the kids
to Ill Will moms, or gave cheese to Wiz
Streat don't put me in the fridge
You a hossa, a pig
Junior was eatin' wit Big
Jay let Bleek and 'em
Nore got comfortable
All ya mans ever do is smoke blunts you
Fuck a Willy Esco outfit, nigga, I'm chips
Look at my crew we all got

2]
Nasty Nas all ya life you me
Your daughter be Jay Z's
Illmatic was cause you was tryin' to portray me
Matter of fact, time for to pay me
For "Life's a bitch, God forbid the bitch me"
"Street Dreems", and other rhyme you got off me
I shoulda the rhymes for me
Fuck it now the whole know
Who ass Nas tryin to be
You was broke, was buyin' ya weed
Ya Lex got repossessed, I had on the street
You shoulda kept it real wit
Steve Stoute you how to deal wit paper
Kings lose crowns, and fall
When ya queen moves foul, obviously
Jay Z's boo now, should he do now?

3]
Off the throne when the fours get
Lake save you, Lord is just fold
Big's last was "You lost it homes"
You the Ill Will is in the coffin yo
When he got shot, you was too to roll
'bout you a brave Pac
Nah you a Pac
I get down and take
You bend down and take
Cause Chris behind you, get it?
My niggas'll find you
You give ya nothing, the diamonds, the bitches
I got shot ain't no I did
But I was fire at niggas
What the fuck you talkin' bitch!!

4]
Check it, I had One Love for niggas, days are over
Halftime expired, the is over
It ain't to tell, you pay niggas, not to rob you
A Bitch and so are you
I Am, a nightmare to Dreams
My New York State Of will outshine ya weak team
a trip down Memory Lane
Niggas had ya ride in
You didn't nigga you cried in pain
If the is yours nigga why you hide ya chain?
If ya is yours, I won't even go there
My niggas, respected, yours is cowards
If rap is a gun, I You Power
You better watch them niggas, thats to you
Or I'ma pop niggas
If you could see the future, whats the outcome
It Was Written, you you a thug
You rule the world, take it in blood
You a Suspect wit a live niggas rap
I'm sendin' you the Message, ya rhymes are
One for the mind, I'ma make you bow
And I'll prove who's the illest, so Me Now