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 won't the truth 'bout you

1]
30 millions later, my future
The legendary status of a rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship
My day shift's been to fuckin' up bundles of paper
Pi 3.14
The pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
up
Lampin' in Jamaica, the cloud's turnin', my thought's
Burnin' castor oil, I been determined to make an
This seed in this soil is
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 thirstiest you know versus this
Scum of a that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the the picture
The more pours, but...

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

2]
My fans can't wait for me to son ya ass and crush your whole lil shit
Big Pun ya punk 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 just
Oh I was just playin' you K-Dot, c'mon
You know a nigga rock you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you like the last nigga I know
Might end up the last nigga I know
Oh, you wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, 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, died
What you hearin' now is a 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 water I'm to breach, nigga
The giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, cars, more leers
bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y'all, sincere
I the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The world 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 is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell 'em God comin'
And Russia need a replay button, up to somethin'
Electorial votes look like memorial
But America's truth ain't ignorin' the
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 leaders tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, to him
I was 2 Os a M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my favors
The status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, and lawsuits
You at me in Chucks, I'm looking at y'all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing in court
And real lose money just to go get some more
I said it's like that, drop one classic, right back
classic, right back
My album, the whole industry on the ice pack
TOC
You see the flames and my
It's not a game and the whole is going mad, daddy
sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag,
Lee Baca, on trial tryna a boxer
Beatin' up on my while the COs watch 'em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my look
You jumped sides on me, now you to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your and let victory vouch you
Just know the 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 (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 of Fame, sit your punk ass down (Sit yo' punk ass down)
So means you ain't bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playing the back (What else?)
My is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is as "that king"
I'll let y'all worry about a list, I'm on some shit
A difference accomplishments and astonishments
You know what it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get ya'll shit