Luyện nghe bài hát The Heart Part 4

Don't a lie on me
I tell the truth 'bout you
tell a lie on me
I tell the truth 'bout you

1]
30 millions later, my future
The legendary status of a rhyme savior
Travel round the in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift's been devoted to fuckin' up bundles of
Pi 3.14
The devil's pie is big enough to justify the thing
up
Lampin' in Jamaica, the cloud's turnin', my turnin'
Burnin' castor oil, I been determined to an earnin'
seed in this soil is classified
I'm when I strategize my kid's future
I ain't enough to say that I won't shoot ya
I vandalized the industry full circuit
The slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two
The the poorer, the bigger the picture
The blood pours, but...

Don't a lie on me
I won't tell the truth you
Don't a lie on me
I won't the truth 'bout you

2]
My fans can't for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I'll Big Pun ya ass, you a scared little bitch
around my name, nigga, ya lame
And when I get at you, homie, don't you just tell me you was playin'
Oh I was just playin' with you K-Dot,
You a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the nigga I know
Oh, you wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, on the floor
Hoppin' out before the vehicle crash, I'm on a
Yellin', "One, two, three, four,
I am the rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I've
you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I'm still in reach, (facts)
I'm fresh out the I'm 'bout to breach, nigga
The giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more
bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y'all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body to stiffness
The whole goin' mad
Bodies is adding up, market's to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is bad
Blacks act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel,
Tell 'em that God
And need a replay button, y'all up to somethin'
Electorial votes like memorial votes
But America's truth ain't ignorin' the
It's blasphemy, how gon' blast for me?
I on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin', you ask for me
How many leaders gon' tell you the after me?
G big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from a M, be big as Em
30 millions later my future
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme
and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I'm at y'all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in
And real hustler lose money to go get some more
I said like that, drop one classic, came right back
classic, right back
My next album, the industry on the ice pack
TOC
You see the and my E-Y-E's
It's not a game and the whole world is going mad,
sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag,
Lee Baca, on trial portray a boxer
Beatin' up on my niggas the COs watch 'em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my look
You jumped sides on me, now you to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let vouch you
know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I'm flagrant, I'm
throwin' me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they (Nah, I don't that)
at my smile, I'm smirking
Calm but (That ain't the style, fuck)
So verses, you live in denial (Fuck)
So verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass (Sit yo' punk ass down)
So that means you ain't bigger rapping (What else?)
So that means no more the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is if you ask me (What else?)
My name is as "that king"
I'll let y'all worry a list, I'm on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and
You know what time it is, up, this is in forever
Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get shit together