Luyện nghe bài hát So Selfish

You so
(I really care what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

You so
(I really care what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
(I don't really care what the say me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

H U S T L E R,
Up in Detroit, yeah, we all
Pushin' the product, connected by the
Hella melodic NATAS drop it, I got it

30,000 feet out in the air, I on ya streets
I'm greetin' bustas wit' the
And you can see me clearly a DVD
When I beat on your ass a MPC

I'm twistin' bitches up like the dreads on a
I'm gunnin' atchu rappers 'cause you an imposta
Switch this, bitch this, out right fast
Then I hit his hoe ass wit' the mac blast

I don't give a about a 'Record Deal'
I'm through these streets like a kill, kill, kill
The fetus, believe dis when I atcha Jesus
I'll take you to the side wit' the quickness

Sickness to ya health, all of ya wealth
I'm comin' undetected like a Stealth
Bomba, I'ma rhyma, pushin' the dime-a, Chrysla
100,000 was the

While you still out on the Dice-a
My style nice-a and nice-a
The blood riser, ya eyes, sir
And realize you wanna be in my'sa

You so
You out here breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what they say me)
You out here breakin' all the like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't care what they say about me)
Out here breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care they say about me)
Out here all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

Gotta roll, gotta hold ya own stack, gotta ya own back
And if ya up on me homey, bound to get blown back
I'm in ya wit' the chrome gat but you shoulda known that
I'm from the east side where all the birds have

And for self, after I got no help
Tremendous, the bad times, they endless
I this bottle, I mash this throttle
I don't give a fuck, that's my motto

I keep this to burn like a candle
'Cause I'm too to hold, too hot to be handled
I every mic I touch
So why I don't give a fuck

I'll open ya up, watch me, stop me, wanna' pop me 'cause he copy
And I'm killin' all you wack ass rappers that's
And bitin', rewritin', refightin' 'Clash of the
I see you I'm strikin', you feelin' lightning

No remorse of course for the Pale White
Make 'em all feel the force I come for yours
Kickin' down ya doors, world wars
To even the score, make all pray to the Lord

To like a demon, you can't really afford
the police lights come on, the cameras record
All this time ya thinkin', ya shoulda
But ya at the sea witcha man overboard

And a, you so
You out here breakin' all the rules Ebenezer Scrooge

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what say about me)
You out here breakin' all the like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I really care what they say about me)
Out here breakin' all the rules Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't really what they say about me)
Out here breakin' all the like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

You so
You so
You so