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 truth you

1]
30 later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship
My day shift's been to fuckin' up bundles of paper
Pi 3.14
The devil's pie is big to justify the whole thing
up
Lampin' in Jamaica, the turnin', my thought's turnin'
Burnin' oil, I been determined to make an earnin'
seed in this soil is classified
I'm satisfied when I strategize my future
I ain't sanctified to say that I won't shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry circuit
The earthiest slash nigga you know versus this
Scum of a that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the
The blood pours, but...

Don't a lie on me
I tell the truth 'bout you
Don't 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 whole lil shit
I'll Big Pun ya ass, you a scared little 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 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 last nigga I
Oh, you don't wanna clash? Nigga, I
I put my on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin' out before the crash, I'm on a roll
Yellin', "One, two, three, four,
I am the greatest alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, died
you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, (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 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 reverting to stiffness
The whole goin' mad
Bodies is adding up, market's to crash
Niggas is rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, how we feel, punk
Tell 'em God comin'
And Russia need a replay button, y'all up to
votes look like memorial votes
But America's ain't ignorin' the votes
blasphemy, how many gon' blast for me?
I prophesied on my song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin', you ask for me
How many gon' tell you the truth after me?
G big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from a M, be big as Em
30 later my future favors
The status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and
You at me in Chucks, I'm looking at y'all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some
I said it's like that, drop one classic, came 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 and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It's sad,
My only Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on trial tryna a boxer
Beatin' up on my niggas the COs watch 'em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best
You sides on me, now you 'bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might the shit out you
foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul
They throwin' me out, you throw in the
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 is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass (Sit yo' punk ass down)
So that you ain't bigger than rapping (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 y'all worry about a list, I'm on other shit
A between accomplishments and astonishments
You know time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get shit together