Luyện nghe bài hát Talk to Me

We return the depths of the badland
With a gun and a knife in our
Went to war with the Devil and
He a bad toupee and a spray tan
So high now, hoping that I
On a Thai stick, through Thailand
On the radio, heard a hijack
be in debt while they cook crack
I move in a world of
no rules, I'm doing me
Smoke kush, transport to the
Customs a joint in my passport
Pull cash and I gave him what he for
Goddammit, it's a miracle
Small bribe, made it back America
Hit Uber and out the area
animal, pitbull terrier
Rap terrorist, terrorize, it up
Brought gas and the matches to it up
Michael might go psycho
On any ally or
Born Black, that's on arrival
My job is to fight for
In spite of these AllLivesMatter-ass white

This is spiritual warfare that you have been with.
is not a fight that you have been dealing with flesh and blood
But this is a against principalities and evil doers and unclean spirits
(RTJ3 motherfuckers)

Brave men die face down in the Vietnam muck so I could not style on you
I didn't walk uphill both to the booth and back to not wild on you
You baby Jesus killed Hitler just so I'd whisper?
you're safe and sound and these crooks tap your phone and now have a file on you?
What, me worry? Nah, buddy, I've lost before, so
You don't get it, I'm dirt, motherfucker, I be crushed
Fuckers, open the books up and bullshitting the kid
My dick got a Michelin star, I'm on par with the ever took the gig
I'm a super cat, from don dada to dusk, bother to touch
I got firm on the grip and the bucks
I might ghost a tank, take a ride to the bank
I'm the son of Rick Rubin full-thrust
Don't flash weak shit to the Shark judge
Talk real good 'cause I'm smart and
We a good crew to with, better to love

I y'all suckers, I told y'all suckers.
I told y'all on RTJ1, I told ya again on RTJ2, and you still ain't believe me.
So here we go,