Luyện nghe bài hát Reverse Pimpology

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

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

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

Technique]
Yeah, this is how pimps get pimped and get played
Rich people get robbed and, 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 to stake that claim
If we didn't it's a cryin
we're concerned about is how to turn it out

[Immortal
Show me a pretty girl, with the stuck to her
And I bet you there's a brother that's tired of her
Lots of niggaz girls is someone else's one stand
I probably made some bitches nervous with they man (ha ha)
And if offends somebody, I'm sorry, fuck you!
What you think, revolutionaries don't like to too?
You gotta beware of dangerous coochie
Cover ya head like a kufi, some think that they live in a movie
Until they get herpes or from a groupie
And I don't need to shout you out, nigga you 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, life sucks, it?
But you shouldn't fuck up else's life because of it
Someone did your mother 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 blame
We trapped in a cycle of pain
a generation headed down the drain
Time we it out

[Immortal
is how pimps get pimped and players get played
Beautiful women get, cheated on and gangstas
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 children a
What the is goin on in your brain?
We turn 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 Sony and piss in the elevator
Cater to hustlers, crooks and cheap
Bootleg my own album, to reach (yeah)
Every city, state and country, the love me
Even Aborigines, in bump me
They say underground are all the color of talcum
But who the you think buy 50 and Jay albums?
Who the fuck you think Snoop and Dre platinum?
Call up any major record and ask 'em
But there's some, devils in disguise in
that belong at fundraisers with Kid Rock (bitch!)
I hope one of my has one of your kids shot
And blames it on Acid, Prozac and
You a pussy actin like a bitch cop
drop you to the floor like a reverse wristlock
Eat your and shit on you, like a highway pit stop
And make, revolutionaries out of kids used to flip rocks
The government, pimped 9/11 to go to
And history, repeats itself on track (how?)
as a tragedy, and then the comedy begins (why?)
Cause it's funny, don't see it come around again

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