Luyện nghe bài hát Progress of Elimination

Who am I to flip a wicked
is business
But now the revelation has
How the Bo$$ bitch is trying to get
And doing a job
And rippin' up the with 'nuff shit

Oh shit, I think I jumped into a
And now I'm being surrounded by dead niggaz in a
Some kind of way I have a slave, yes sir masta, no sir masta
I fasta, even if it means my brain being tampered with

Fuck it, at I got rid of the pamper
on I mix up with some G's
Kickin' it on the corner
Talkin' about to Pittsburgh

I'm out here on the cut smokin' bud Macaroni
Instead of us servin' niggas this tryin' to bone me
But I trying to hear this Bitch made elf
I ain't in the mood 'cause I don't fuck with the help, bastard

If it wasn't for the that we got stashed in the casket
I'd have your ass hit then the fool die trickin'
While I be countin' crispy ass
Like Louisiana fried

And a sip of his favorite drink
At the grave as I stare through the shade, your still stinks
I tryin' to see an explanation 'cause
As far as I'm concerned the way to progress
Is elimination

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

to go, yeah, got to go

Time is running, out I'm still employed
They talking this Pitt but I'm tryin' to get back to Detroit
Fuck it if I need to do these I'm a do 'em too
And step the fuck off as if I knew them fools

See ya, now the shit is my way
I'm hittin' the highway, no mo' drive in my drive way
This is what's happening I'm at my destination
I ain't one of 'dem bitches tryin', I gotta get fuck a curling iron

I'll get that shit did meanwhile I'm on some ol'
Bucka a sucka quick shit fo
And I'm at the same time progressin'
like a lunatic shootin' quick

Call it what you want but be brief
I don't a motherfucker
Unless a is me, G
Getting' is just an inspiration

So I don't regret it when you get BC date
'Cause it's all about
Got to go, yeah, got to go

up and I'll have yo ass hitch hikin'
From Idaho, yo, is knockin' out silly shit
Let me hit this spliff
Now, it's time to trip

I the feelin' that these niggas
Is my shit
Plus, the got me wanting a burger
But the murder

Knockin' em off was a cinch but I'm
And ain't no way that I'm a rest my on
Another bench,
I'm sick of shit, let me slip into this alley

And try to fly as as I can get
With 200 and 100 spliffs
Tryin' to make it to Detroit,

Now member of my click is in his grave
I'm truly the bitch now, nobody's slave, how do I plea?
Listen, neva give an explanation 'cause as far as I'm concerned
The only way to progress is elimination

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At whateva the

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

to go, yeah, got to go
Bo$$, her a lesson