Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

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

[Verse 1:
A nigga named Nas think he like me
Now its on he R.I.P, the odds might be
Against me, you real, convince me, I you a bitch
Pardon me Nas, I think you dick
Whens the time you came to Queensbridge to see the kids
Speak to Ill Will moms, or cheese to Wiz
Streat Dreams don't put me in the
You a hossa, a pig
Junior Mafia was wit Big
Jay let Bleek and 'em
Nore got Capone
All ya ever do is smoke blunts with you
Fuck a Willy Esco outfit, nigga, I'm about
Look at my we all got whips

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

3]
Off the throne when the get blown
Lake can't save you, Lord is just
Big's words was "You lost it homes"
You the Ill Will is in the coffin yo
he got shot, you was too soft to roll
Talkin' you a brave Pac
Nah you a Pac
I get down and blocks
You bend and take cock
Cause Chris Lightys you, get it?
My find you drippin
You ya niggas nothing, the diamonds, the bitches
I got shot ain't no I did
But I was sendin' fire at
the fuck you talkin' 'bout bitch!!

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