Luyện nghe bài hát Secret

If fact I you
You rap too? Oh right
you used to come to my shows
Whenever I was in your
I guess I should apologize for you the credit
Of being more than you looked
I guess a good thing that God loves ugly
Yo, when you asked me for some advice?

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

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

Try not to curse, it the verse
It that you have a strong lack of better words
But sometimes can replace a cut
turn up the bass and come face the front
They ain't trying to if you've got a lot to say
And some nothing, still a lot of pay
Man, I wanna play, but I'm not gonna my way
Back to Coney Island just to catch a props today
I nominate myself as the
Faced in of the judge, like I wasn't fuckin her
Yes ma'am, no ma'am, get the program
Already had you bent over the desk slow jams
Peace to the Molemen, Murs, Francis
Anyone else the work, can take chances
First and the last months takes precedent
Other that, god bless the Fifth Element
Don't a fuck what ya'll think of Slug
your fangs out if you ain't drinkin blood
And it on that life you don't live
But shit talking more about you than we kid

And now we gotta a little secret (don't we) [repeated in background as
And time 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 favor man, you me?
Just walk past me man, don't acknowledge me
pretend I don't exist man, don't even look at me man
Ba-bam ba-bam-BAM

[altered lyrics song "BAM"]

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

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