Luyện nghe bài hát So Selfish

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

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

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

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

I'm twistin' bitches up the dreads on a Rasta
I'm gunnin' atchu rappers 'cause you just an
Switch this, bitch this, nigga out fast
Then I hit his hoe ass the mini mac blast

I don't a fuck about a 'Record Deal'
I'm still through these like a kill, kill, kill
The fetus, believe dis when I bust Jesus
I'll you to the dark side wit' the quickness

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

While you crappin' out on the Dice-a
My style nice-a and nice-a
The blood riser, ya eyes, sir
And realize you don't be in my'sa

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

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

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what they say me)
Out here breakin' all the rules like 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')

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

And for self, years I got no help
Tremendous, the bad times, they seemed
I spin this bottle, I mash this
I don't give a fuck, still my motto

I keep this ammo to burn like a
I'm too cold to hold, too hot to be handled
I every mic I touch
So realize why I give a fuck

I'll open ya up, watch me, can't stop me, wanna' pop me he copy
And I'm all you wack ass rappers that's sloppy
And bitin', rewritin', refightin' 'Clash of the
When I see you I'm strikin', you lightning

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

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

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

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

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

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

You so
You so
You so