Luyện nghe bài hát That's What it Is

Ok... let's go... to em'... holler
Don't you get of hearing niggas say that shit?... all the time?
Why you shut the fuck up and rhyme nigga?!

Yeah... yeah... used to run getting my fight in the streets on
Back in the day Harlem had a green zone
What good is a good with no direction?
Like the right to vote with no one to vote for in an
Like a gun with no in the clip for protection
Like the crowd packed in the front the midsection
Used to live and stealing and being reckless
It took for my mind to put the ghetto in perspective
I to live in the back, of a holding van
Used to be offbeat, like the white girls' dance
I wrote rhymes a cappella, no beat, behind
Shed blood to make it, like the behind scars
I to be a battle champion, in the meanwhile
Before of you little fuckers learned to freestyle
senile, underground prima donnas
I was Oliver during Iran Contra
I, never snitched, and that's backed by evidence
I learned it by watching you, ever forget it bitch
Cause everybody knows how the do
They never snitch on themselves, but want you to snitch on YOU
Evolution Australopithecus
Primitive commercial shit to lyricist
wax is useless
Rappers are dropping like
revolution... nigga picture this

(motherfucka what?)

Yeah... I told you what it was, but is what it is now
bullets, packed to the top of the clip now
Treat it like a robbery, I'm shutting this shit
Fellas put your hands up and the all the women strip
not misogynist, you ostriches, cause I could just, apocalypse
Talk to the populace
Or challenge the market is
With militant
That'll smash the of Hip Hop out the sarcophagus
This is the curse of Tutankhamen, I bring the on
I'm sinful, I eat you, daylight on Ramadan
Hip Hop, reparations, now we taking back
tell me you spent it on coke, like Danny Bonaduce
We're tired of on the outside, looking in
Wondering what the fuck Hip Hop been
This is it is, as opposed to what it used to be
And is your corporate tax ID eulogy
Dominant speech is the new breed, that let you breath
make you die for what I believe
So we got in common
There no comparison
You got beef with niggas, I got with Aryans
White Nazi European Americans
Rapid Poverty pimps, and vegetarians
The resurrection, ripping a ball the record (wrecking?) section
Flight connection to the board of all guerrilla lessons
Fuck a middle man distributor, I got a now
ain't Volume 1., I got a grown man's voice now
Toured the country four times over, I'm older and
Poisonous words, you'll find strychnine in my

(motherfucka what?... it to 'em raw)

I you what it was, but this is what it is now
50 bullets, I don't need a clip now
Fuck your jet nigga we shooting the shit down
Bomb wall street and make the stock dip down
I told you it was, but this is what it is now
you the shit nigga, I care about shit now
I play the role of Abraham, idols get down
the ice caps, and make all of this shit brown

(No one out can fuck with me)
(motherfucka what?)
(I speak real shit)
(to the airwaves)
(I don't want to you motherfuckers again)