Luyện nghe bài hát Reverse Pimpology

[Immortal
Hypocrites, hookers, sex
Y'all niggaz wanna be pimps and
This ain't nigga

I'd rather be rich and unhappy than broke and
Cause the game don't give a if you lyrical
And pitiful, so my position is pivotal
You can hate me all you like but you worship the
I inspire revolution, the government's not
Vietnam to Venezuela, trick knowledge, pimpin you
All up in the like McDonald's and liquor
Selling AIDS medicine, we know you got the cure nigga (woo!)
You of conspiracy theory but hear me
Throw a business perspective, it makes more sense
moreover, that's what we go to war over
And don't lie unless we do Bush and Gore over
Free markets money disingenuously
But I in agriculture, biochemistry
Smart nigga from the hood, pussy, what of crime is that?
But exec's are like, "You Harlem? Where your diamonds at?"

Can't the game
If you lookin for the money or the (oh-ohh)
The and the rules ain't changed (oh no)
But see we tryin to leave a
So turnin out

[Immortal
Yeah, this is how pimps get pimped and players get
Rich people get and, broke niggaz paid
New York, London, Chicago, and L.A.
Miami, D.C., and out in the Bay

We're it out of the frame
See we deserve to that claim
If we didn't it's a cryin
What we're concerned about is how to it out

[Immortal
Show me a girl, with the world stuck to her
And I bet you a brother that's tired of fuckin her
Lots of niggaz girls is else's one night stand
I probably made bitches nervous listenin with they man (ha ha)
And if that somebody, I'm sorry, fuck you!
What you think, revolutionaries don't like to too?
You just gotta beware of coochie
Cover ya head like a kufi, some rappers think that they live in a
they get herpes or clap from a groupie
And I don't need to you out, nigga you know who you be
Look, people are only players cause they got played
And have not, let go of that, shit the 7th grade
Yeah you got your heart broke, sucks, doesn't it?
But you shouldn't fuck up someone life because of it
Someone did your like that, that's why you fatherless
Before jail or racist cops, that's what the is

Recognize the
See who's the one to place that
We gettin trapped in a of pain
a generation headed down the drain
Time we it out

[Immortal
This is how get pimped and players get played
Beautiful women get, cheated on and sprayed
Jersey, Detroit, Denver, Phoenix,
Texas, Vegas, and fuckin Louisiana

Regardless of you payin
spendin, hold a watch and a chain
But can't offer your a thang
What the hell is goin on in brain?
We gon' it out

[Immortal
Yeah, I'm not a rapper, I'm not a backpacker (ha ha ha)
I'm not a wack rapper, as a bad actor
I treat like the projects, cause I'm a hater (what!)
Go to the building and piss in the elevator
to hustlers, crooks and cheap smugglers
Bootleg my own album, to customers (yeah)
city, state and country, the hood love me
Even Aborigines, in bump me
They say underground are all the color of talcum
But who the fuck you buy 50 and Jay albums?
Who the fuck you made Snoop and Dre platinum?
Call up any record label and ask 'em
But there's some, in disguise in hip-hop
that belong at fundraisers with Kid Rock (bitch!)
I one of my fans has one of your kids shot
And blames it on Acid, and Slipknot
You a pussy actin hard like a cop
I'll you to the floor like a reverse wristlock
Eat your food and shit on you, a highway pit stop
And make, revolutionaries out of kids that used to flip
The government, 9/11 to go to Iraq
And history, itself right on track (how?)
as a tragedy, and then the comedy begins (why?)
Cause it's funny, motherfuckers don't see it come again

(I.T.)]
Where, can we be free? (FUCK we be free man?)
We only wanna live our
our lives, with our eyes open
Open your open your eyes
You stupid motherfuckers - you motherfuckers
Open your eyes, you die