Luyện nghe bài hát The Heart Part 4

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

1]
30 millions later, my future
The legendary of a hip-hop rhyme savior
round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift's been devoted to up bundles of paper
Pi 3.14
The pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
up
Lampin' in Jamaica, the turnin', my thought's turnin'
Burnin' castor oil, I been determined to make an
This seed in soil is classified
I'm when I strategize my kid's future
I ain't sanctified enough to say I won't shoot ya
I vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two
The richer the poorer, the the picture
The more pours, but...

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

2]
My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil
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 know a nigga rock you, bro
Shut the up, you sound like the last nigga I know
end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don't wanna Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the
Hoppin' out before the vehicle crash, I'm on a
Yellin', "One, two, three, four,
I am the rapper alive"
So great, motherfucker, I've died
you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I'm in reach, nigga (facts)
I'm fresh out the I'm 'bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, y'all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the is
Earth indigenous, ya reverting to stiffness
The whole goin' mad
Bodies is adding up, market's to crash
is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, that do the dab
Donald is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell 'em that God
And Russia need a replay button, up to somethin'
Electorial votes look like memorial
But truth ain't ignorin' the votes
It's blasphemy, how gon' blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you at me
Oh, the shit get brackin', don't you ask for me
How many leaders gon' you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, to him
I was 2 Os from a M, be big as Em
30 millions later my future
The legendary of a hip-hop rhyme savior
and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I'm looking at y'all
Me and Top playing rock-paper-scissors in court
And hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it's like that, drop one classic, came right
'Nother classic, right
My next album, the industry on the ice pack
TOC
You see the and my E-Y-E's
not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It's sad,
My only Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on tryna portray a boxer
Beatin' up on my niggas while the COs 'em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best
You jumped sides on me, now you 'bout to meet
Go with your team and let victory 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 like that)
at my smile, I'm smirking
Calm but urgent (That the style, fuck)
So many verses, you in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I run out, what?
You making him nervous, the is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass (Sit yo' punk ass down)
So that means you ain't bigger than (What else?)
So that means no playing the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is if you ask me (What else?)
My name is as "that king"
I'll let worry about a list, I'm on some other shit
A difference between and astonishments
You know time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y'all got April the 7th to get ya'll shit together