Luyện nghe bài hát That's What it Is

Ok... go... talk to em'... holler
Don't you get tired of hearing niggas say that shit?... all the
Why can't you shut the up and rhyme nigga?!

Yeah... yeah... to run around getting my fight in the streets on
Back in the day Harlem had a green zone
What good is a good education no direction?
Like the right to with no one to vote for in an election
Like a gun with no bullets in the clip for
Like the crowd packed in the front without the
Used to live robbing and stealing and being
It took for my mind to put the ghetto in perspective
I used to live in the back, of a van
Used to be offbeat, the white girls' shoulder dance
I rhymes a cappella, no beat, behind bars
Shed to make it, like the story behind scars
I used to be a battle champion, in the
Before some of you little learned to freestyle
Prematurely senile, underground prima
I was Oliver North during Contra
Cause I, never snitched, and backed by evidence
I it by watching you, don't ever forget it bitch
Cause knows how the government do
They never on themselves, but they want you to snitch on YOU
Evolution Australopithecus
Primitive commercial shit to hard-core
Your wax is
Rappers are dropping like
Technological revolution... nigga this

(motherfucka what?)

Yeah... I you what it was, but this 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 strip down
That's not misogynist, you ostriches, cause I just, apocalypse
Talk to the populace
Or challenge the market is
With militant
That'll the spirit of Hip Hop out the sarcophagus
This is the curse of Tutankhamen, I the drama on
I'm sinful, I eat you, broad on Ramadan
Hip Hop, reparations, now we back Delucci
Don't me you spent it on coke, like Danny Bonaduce
tired of being on the outside, looking in
Wondering what the fuck Hip Hop would've
This is what it is, as opposed to what it to be
And this is corporate tax ID eulogy
Dominant is the new breed, that won't let you breath
make you die for what I believe
So we got nothing in
ain't no comparison
You got beef with niggas, I got with Aryans
White power Nazi Americans
Rapid Poverty pimps, and fake
The resurrection, ripping a through the record (wrecking?) section
connection to the gentry board of all guerrilla lessons
Fuck a man distributor, I got a choice now
This Volume 1., I got a grown man's voice now
Toured the country four times over, I'm and wiser
Poisonous words, you'll find in my saliva

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

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

(No one out there can with me)
(motherfucka what?)
(I speak that shit)
(to the airwaves)
(I don't to tell you motherfuckers again)