Luyện nghe bài hát Secret

If fact I you
You rap too? Oh that's
Yeah you used to come to my
Whenever I was in city
I guess I should for giving you the credit
Of being intelligent than you looked
I guess it's a good that God loves ugly
Yo, remember when you asked me for some

Come one, it's easy, all you do
Is nod to the beat, talk about what's wrong you
I did it, a couple did too
And you can in these footprints if shoes fit you
From all regions now, they're trying to steal the
Look bit me, and I'm tryin to hide my smile
Cause I tell you, ain't much as
As a grasshopper tryin to smash a teacher a battle ram
I ain't made, been a fan of flashbacks
Go ahead, wear heart on your backpack
But don't my name when you start to talk shit
Up in the with God in the cockpit
Self-deprecate my way to a better
Meditate the hate, let 'em speculate
Elevate the heat, 'em up like hot cakes
Cops came late, tried to fix it all with tape
Pain, the new escape, from the brain
And days that came with the mistakes
Mis-tastes a bit to dangerous
I see where they hittin makes me wonder what they with

That's hurt man, put it in the chorus
See if I can get your to sing it for us
She it, it helps her understand you
And you like it, it you understand too
And I should away, it's getting hard to keep control
When I'm checking all stalkers, and my records aren't even gold
Breathe in slow, conserve the
Show these mother fuckers this microphone is meant for

Try not to curse, it hurts the
It proves that you a strong lack of better words
But sometimes can replace a cut
Just turn up the bass and face the front
They ain't to listen if you've got a lot to say
And nothing, still catch a lot of pay
Man, I play, but I'm not gonna walk my way
Back to Coney Island just to catch a couple props
I nominate as the governor
Faced in of the judge, like I wasn't fuckin her
Yes ma'am, no ma'am, get with the
had you bent over the desk singin slow jams
Peace to the Molemen, Murs, Francis
Anyone done the work, can take chances
First and the last months rent takes
Other than that, god bless the Fifth
Don't give a fuck what ya'll of Slug
Take fangs out if you ain't drinkin blood
And blame it on life you don't live
But talking says more about you than we kid

And now we gotta a secret (don't we) [repeated in background as well]
And every I see you man, I'm gonna remember
You are not who you wish you
You are not what you you were right?
Do me a man, you hate me?
Just walk past me man, don't even me
Just pretend I exist man, don't even look at me man
ba-bam-BAM [repeated]

[altered lyrics from "BAM"]

We land on your plate a housefly
Just another face from the
The guy, all eyes on the tall small fry
While I try not to make your cry
What you call "fly"? What you "fresh"

I I'm best left for dead in a breath
That was never impressed by possessed
Girlfriend I need your
Cause the head on my shoulders won't fuck
And when you're come around uptown
Up Up girl let your down, put your strap down