Luyện nghe bài hát That Ain't Life

Yeah, push the button and the blows
That right
Niggas be actin' like
That right

Bustin' when they brandish those
That right
Put the in a stranglehold
ain't right

What? My firm is
Leave imprints
A nigga was a infant
I learned I was

Knew I'd be eternally lifted I get my turn to rip it
did and we still in the shit
We forever increase and never
flips when a geek endeavor to speak

Whenever Plea and the four
Kick your in
You
Like a drunk with no mo gin

One more
Rollin' with the of the sun
I got love I come
Put away your gun, that's

We ain't sissy nigga, my folks got
But I the one that want to be fuckin' up the fun
'Cause I rather have some female company me
Sippin', bubbly lookin' lovely in of me hah

Then I ride out to the hideout
And my friends slide out
Garments regardless if I turn the out

That ain't
That ain't
like a gat burst
That right

to church in a black hearse
That right
Roamin' the turf on a crack
That right

Its all radio music, as The Rockettes
Mindless sex objects make the cock get rock
So you cant concentrate or see whats
While they spray the

And lock down district and send in lieutenants
Shootin up your boulevard you was watchin MTV
Double connect pinched you slippin' instantly
You was a prisoner, they plottin' on seeds

Souls Of Mischief is different, we operate on thieves they more
Sniff 'em out like Labradors
Battle ram doors down on your headquarters
Avalanche yours 'til you're alive

Your homie survived, the rest is dead caught up
Haters want my head up, so I'm preparin' to fight
Whether knights or sheriffs of vice
Nigga, I'm like a terrorist to tear up shit right

In life everything's
ain't right
That's way a nigga, don't
That ain't

girl left you for a square
That right
And now you see him
That ain't

Man I'm broke and jobless
That right
My sister does topless
That right

They to us and robbed us
ain't right
And if you ain't right
death that ain't life

As they in to great depths
We the summit
Stranglin' rhythmic arrangement, elements and plummet
I take it back to my roots, and infinite

is crafted intricate, jazz I rip it
Passion indica, smash syndicate
they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas your tenements
After I flash the

A symbol of the last
Who the boy?
Yeah, we anyone
Peg your and

Crush your velvet, your pelvic
Hard hat or your helmet spin in the cockpit of a
And the tail
Still my satin

moves raps scat and
Scoop fatten the flatten your crew
Could to you
Word, my propensity to cut back

Instantly change
At my point of attack and tracks
Dilapidated, handicapped and
When I ex-sling, I silk these words in your chest

Spit the verbal,
Burn MC's like Oakland
And I do it faster the Grand National
And turbo with a Jose Cuervo

That ain't
Nah for real
ain't right

Prophecy is my
Fuck profiting off profligate tales
These paupers be proffering
I await patiently till the time is proper to

My intellectual
Concentrated abated trick ya and release it
In synchronous
Seemingly

I'm a
like many a mantis is
Though I'm not answerless
Meditation that's my

Concentration to consternation
And inception
interjections
Incite insurmountable

In the urban
my sharpest weapon
Precise etchin's of lessons, scaled and detailed to perfection
My imagination, the machinations of deceptive
Come, my collection

Man they shootin' at the
ain't right
I left her at the bus
ain't right

You just a late night
That ain't
Man I would trust no cop nigga
That ain't

I'm getting off these tricks
That right
Man, that bitch
That right

You confused and want to
ain't right
And if you ain't living right that's
That life

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