Luyện nghe bài hát The Dust Foot Philosopher

Yo, just imagine, like down a desert or some shit
Don't this make you wanna swing like monkeys trees?

1]
I got no parameters,
This famous,
All you getters,
caterers,
Our names are date of births,
On a verse,
Make a nigger play (move backwards),
with some soldiers here,
We coming there,
The kind of niggers fear,
You gotta stare,
You ain't got no (no),
Please son,
I'm taking over like drug cars to auctions,
Oh these are men,
are angry men,
you got a lot of guts,
They'll your bluff,
Your is laughable,
Why you oh,
Why don't you just wrap sandwiches to earn a
And have the shit you spit,
And even sick,
If you was doing my you couldn't have my shit,
to my verse flow,
I get shit yo,
My skills so bright I spit my lips glow,

The dusty foot
up kilometers
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The foot philosopher
up the monitor
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum

2]
And I've war and some,
Survived the son,
Kids play cops and robbers and not the water guns,
So yeah yeah me,
And big brotherly,
through the fire,
We to claim our victory,
And I roll a harder pen,
I might a trend,
Beat down a wack MC cause you know a lot of them,
Wait my shit crashes,
Rip asses,
Women who me neck suffer from whiplashes,
I the masses,
Cause I'm nasty,
I to get a deal you had to give lap dances,
This is serious,
it is,
The people something real,
Well yo it is,
My rhymes push back like a belly button dirty rutting,
I got stiff steady nothing it aint nothing,
I got the track laid I'm fucking,
The only you got is made outta cotton,

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The foot philosopher
up kilometers
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The foot philosopher
up the monitor
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum

3]
This is you waited for,
you stayed the chorus,
Cause a lot of rappers is getting treated like whores,
And I don't Babylon,
I don't your song,
I don't like hearing that fake from Dylon,
The commentator,
it I'm a hater,
My mind is like your life up cause it's made up,
I'm strolling like babies big gas ladies (yeah),
That rock more fellahs than ten daisies,
Harder than harbour and Bin Laden inside the bottom compound with Donald Rumsfield and blood,
along like people who don't want it,
Even if I had jewels I'd be the type who run it,
They call me dusty my feet have been through a lot,
The of my survival that's just due to a lot,
So I'm not gonna sit here and whine like grapes,
My mind leaves you speechless like tape,

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The dusty philosopher
up kilometers
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The dusty philosopher
Sicking up the
up the auditors da dum da dum da dum