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 and unhappy than broke and miserable
Cause the game don't give a if you lyrical
And that's pitiful, so my position is
You can hate me all you like but you worship the
I revolution, the government's not invincible
Vietnam to Venezuela, trick knowledge, pimpin you
All up in the hood like McDonald's and
Selling AIDS medicine, when we know you got the nigga (woo!)
You leery of theory but hear me
Throw a business perspective, it makes more sense
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,
Smart nigga from the hood, pussy, what type of crime is
But exec's are like, "You from Where your diamonds at?"

Can't dodge the
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

[Immortal
Yeah, this is how pimps get pimped and players get
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 deserve to stake claim
If we didn't it's a shame
we're concerned about is how to turn it out

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

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

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

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

Technique]
Yeah, I'm not a crack rapper, I'm not a (ha ha ha)
I'm not a wack rapper, as a bad actor
I labels like the projects, cause I'm a hater (what!)
Go to the Sony building and in the elevator
Cater to hustlers, and cheap smugglers
Bootleg my own album, to customers (yeah)
Every city, state and country, the love me
Aborigines, in Australia bump me
They say fans are all the color of talcum
But who the fuck you buy 50 and Jay albums?
Who the fuck you think made Snoop and Dre
Call up any major label and ask 'em
But there's some, devils in disguise in
that belong at Republican with Kid Rock (bitch!)
I hope one of my has one of your kids shot
And blames it on Acid, and Slipknot
You a pussy actin hard like a cop
drop 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 rocks
The government, pimped to go to Iraq
And history, repeats right on track (how?)
First as a tragedy, and then the comedy (why?)
Cause it's funny, motherfuckers don't see it around again

(I.T.)]
Where, can we be free? (FUCK we gon' be man?)
We wanna live our lives
Live our lives, with our open
Open your eyes open eyes
You motherfuckers - you stupid motherfuckers
your eyes, before you die