Luyện nghe bài hát The Boss Is Back

We have sights to show you
This isn't for eyes...
AaaAAAA, the is back!

The is back!

So I took a hiatus
Ain't nobody my latest
You thought was through
But I'm back; boot's on you
What to all the old homies?
When the gets funny it's lonely
My ex turned into a
Down at the Hollywood, slangin' that
Cheap and a mini-skirt
Girl, what's your line of
Now I'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
But have you been to the lately?
you had six condoms, see
Today you got
Tossed you out like a paper
brother ain't Sprung On The Cat
What all the old homies?
I got so they call me phony
But I to lay it low,
When a brother like you me I can't flow?
So here we go, bro, the leader of the Show
Let you know, I and get mo'
I yank the bank and I ain't ganked
my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
My face shows pain and as I stand in the rain
With fame, you go insane
The I run is not fun to some,
And now I no one!
The is back!

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Your is back!
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Tommy wants
But I want oxygen
the game got thick you ran
Now in my you stand
for a few hun?
Son, fun meets my gun!
Now you scream true black
Boy, you to chill with that!
Cause I'm an e-qual de-stroyer
My my lawyer
Last week you's a kid
And this you're in show biz
on stage, another black wanna-be
Wanna get paid, so you're as as you gotta be
Throw up a sign, fakin' the rhymes
Run out of lyrics, scratch in a Malcom X
Hypocrite, your hits break the
The of brain lays pain when I spit
Criticized, I'm takin' the dares
And now you're tryin' to tell brother what to wear?
Come off tip, you know how it goes
Another brother gets shot and punks it on gold
Gold ropes? Naw, that your problem
The job of a is to find em and solve em
Now you're bout what a brother owns
King died so you could buy throne
I ain't got time to take in reverse
You or the KKK, who's
You told me to stay low in my
And so did the Klan, so up, bro
Why do you think is sellin' dope, fool?
America, boy, the rules!
Play that hard role and say you ain't that
And everything you're cryin' bout on your contract
Talked about me bad, it's for the payback, black,
The is back!

I'm back.

I know the meaning of trust
I live so I do what I must
Some cross you when you're soft
That's why I'm my own boss
They'll run you with stress
If you're spring on the and chest
I'd rather be on the ducat
And put another damn freak in my
I with women, not girls
Cause them ones'll shake your world
I'm tellin' it it is
Cause a brother Mix ain't losin' his
I got about two or three
That try to kick me when I'm
But when I come up, all play dumb
All of a sudden, we, not one
I zip up lips when I spit hits
I'm equipped to make misfits
Young bucks should all cause jaws are gettin' struck
The gets chuched, so wussup!
I ram and my jams in the mouth of a man
I'm quicker than Van Damme
the facts, two platinums stack
off, fool, or get cracked!
The is back!

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