Luyện nghe bài hát The Heart Part 4

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

1]
30 millions later, my favors
The status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in spaceship candy-coated
My day shift's been devoted to fuckin' up of paper
Pi 3.14
The devil's pie is big to justify the whole thing
up
Lampin' in Jamaica, the cloud's turnin', my thought's
Burnin' castor oil, I been determined to an earnin'
This seed in soil is classified
I'm satisfied when I my kid's future
I ain't sanctified to say that I won't shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you versus this
of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the
The blood 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 punk ass, you a scared bitch
Tiptoein' around my name, nigga, ya
And when I get at you, homie, don't you just tell me you was playin'
Oh I was playin' with you K-Dot, c'mon
You know a nigga rock you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you like the last nigga I know
end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my on the gas, head on the floor
out before the vehicle crash, I'm on a roll
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, house on the beach, (facts)
A condo in Compton, I'm still in reach, (facts)
I'm fresh out the I'm 'bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot woke up out of his sleep, nigga
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 what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body to stiffness
The whole goin' mad
Bodies is up, market's about to crash
is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks act white, whites that do the dab
Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell 'em that God
And need a replay button, y'all up to somethin'
Electorial look like memorial votes
But America's truth ignorin' the votes
It's blasphemy, how many gon' for me?
I prophesied on my song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the get brackin', don't 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 my future favors
The legendary status of a rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and
You looking at me in Chucks, I'm at y'all suits
Me and Top Dawg rock-paper-scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get more
I said it's that, drop one classic, came right back
classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice
TOC
You see the and my E-Y-E's
It's not a and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It's sad,
My advice? 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, learned, my best look
You sides on me, now you 'bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next played, I might slap the shit out you
foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul
They me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they (Nah, I like that)
at my smile, I'm smirking
Calm but (That ain't the style, fuck)
So many verses, you in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I 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 playing the 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 and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in
Y'all got 'til the 7th to get ya'll shit together