Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

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

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

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

3]
Off the throne the fours get blown
Lake can't save you, Lord is fold
Big's last words was "You it homes"
You the reason Ill Will is in the yo
When he got shot, you was too soft to
Talkin' you a brave Pac
Nah you a Pac
I get down and take
You bend and take cock
Chris Lightys behind you, get it?
My niggas'll you drippin
You give ya nothing, the diamonds, the bitches
I got shot no denying I did
But I was sendin' at niggas
What the fuck you talkin' bitch!!

4]
Check it, I had One for niggas, those days are over
Halftime expired, the game is
It hard 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 Mind outshine ya weak team
Take a down Memory Lane
Niggas had ya ride in
You didn't nigga you cried in pain
If the world is yours nigga why you hide ya
If ya girls is yours, I won't go there
My niggas, respected, is labeled cowards
If rap is a gun, I Gave You
You watch them niggas, thats close to you
Or pop them niggas
If you see the future, whats the outcome nigga
It Was Written, you you a thug
You rule the world, take it in blood
You a Nigga wit a live niggas rap
I'm you the Message, ya rhymes are wack
One time for the mind, make you bow
And prove who's the illest, so Hate Me Now