Luyện nghe bài hát The Conceited Bastard

Uh, what? supafriendz, uh, uh

Straight up and down, ain't no me, see
Cause I got some shit that'll put y'all
in freestyle therapy, b
I rappers fall like when school starts, like cheap tissue
When you're to my shit you're getting ripped apart
Dissing niggas without rehearsal
No matter I say somebody gonna take it personal, so fuck it
man put down the cheddar, nigga we get the pay-oh
I make sure you lose a friend for life and be for a way home
Get dropped on your rap block leaving a spot
you from the jock, I got plans to make you hot
Watch an mc and you rot, nigga these flows is
When a mic in my hand bitches is supposed to be this
There's mad niggas that see mad skillz slip
Yeah you gonna see me slip, past your ass with your bitch in my
Get a grip, whoever got the then I got the scratch
Mc's wanna get gassed, I feed ass a lit match
All these jealous-ass niggas acting
Better tongue kiss magic johnson they tell me I'm nice
But that's aiight, northside e, conceited times
Come through town on skis, subtracting mc's
to battle be in lonnie's last name
Approach me, all you getting
Plus you getting out the fucking frame
Who the that got a big head when he on the mic, pa?
Ask a question, me (bastard, you are)

Who the mc that grab the mic and busting rappers' asses?
(you are you bastard)
Who be burning beats down you with straight ashes?
(you are you bastard)
Who's the one who put wack mc's in their casket?
(you are you bastard)
Man these fools, they slower than molasass, who the nicest?
(you are you bastard)

Ayo, these little niggas in the rap game, they lame
Had diss you in a rhyme, but niggas be scared to say your name
If a nigga say mine, he bagged, kid, I'm a be in the
Studio whipping his ass before he can finish his fucking
Taking me out? hoping
Niggas always say they gonna do it, it never get done, like voting
I get it open, tying into name
Simple and plain, I rhymes, one ring and one chain
I give a fuck about fame, press your luck and
Mic-wise you realize I ain't that you wanna fuck with
I'm as a bitch with the rhyme, if a nigga say I'm wack
He know his name, can't walk a straight line
Pissy drunk, screaming like
Forgot his security number, damn near drowning in his own vomit
I kill logic, test me friend, you'll be in a club with your
On backwards hollaring at a lesbian
Half of y'all niggas got wack raps and wack
Talking about you representing, putting town on the map
Still, your mother heard your tape and wanted to you
And niggas around bitch wonder why we call ourselves "super? "
Your flows get you free lunch, mine get dough and
You shouldn't like your ho got my logo tatooed on her fucking ass
I do all y'all playa haters, me
You trying to end your career before this even start, come see me

repeat 2x

Who the mc that the mic and start busting rappers' asses?
(you are you bastard)
Who be burning beats down leaving you straight ashes?
(you are you bastard)
Who's the one who put mc's right in their casket?
(you are you bastard)
Man these fools, they slower retarded molasass, who the nicest?
(you are you bastard)

"well true" "you are" (repeat 16x)