Luyện nghe bài hát The Dust Foot Philosopher

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

1]
I got no parameters,
amateur's famous,
All you getters,
caterers,
Our names are date of births,
On a verse,
Make a nigger reverse (move backwards),
Marching with some here,
We over there,
The kind of niggers fear,
You just stare,
You got no option (no),
relax son,
I'm over like drug dealer cars to auctions,
Oh are hungry men,
are angry men,
you got a lot of guts,
They'll your bluff,
shit 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 physical you have my shit,
to my verse flow,
I don't get yo,
My skills so when I spit my lips glow,

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

2]
And seen war and some,
Survived the son,
Kids play cops and and not with the water guns,
So yeah picture me,
And big brotherly,
Walking the fire,
We to claim our victory,
And I roll a harder pen,
I start a trend,
Beat down a MC cause you know there's a lot of them,
Wait till my crashes,
Rip asses,
Women who me neck suffer from whiplashes,
I the masses,
I'm that nasty,
I to get a deal you had to give lap dances,
This is serious,
it is,
The wanted something real,
Well yo it is,
My push records back like a belly button dirty rutting,
I got neck steady nothing it aint nothing,
I got the track laid I'm fucking,
The only balls you got is outta cotton,

x2
The dusty philosopher
Ripping up
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 what you for,
you stayed the chorus,
Cause a lot of rappers is getting like lady 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 straight up it's made up,
I'm strolling like babies with big gas (yeah),
rock more fellahs than ten thousand daisies,
Harder than harbour and Bin Laden inside the bottom compound with Donald and Bush blood,
Moving along like people who want it,
Even if I had I'd be the type who don't run it,
They call me dusty cause my have been through a lot,
The wisdom of my survival that's due to a lot,
So I'm not gonna sit here and like crushed grapes,
My mind you speechless like duct tape,

x2
The dusty foot
up kilometers
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The dusty philosopher
Sicking up the
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum