Luyện nghe bài hát The Heart Part 4

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

1]
30 millions later, my favors
The legendary status of a rhyme savior
Travel round the in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift's been devoted to fuckin' up of paper
Pi 3.14
The devil's pie is big enough to 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 satisfied when I strategize my kid's
I ain't sanctified enough to say I won't shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you 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 tell the truth you
tell a lie on me
I won't the truth 'bout you

2]
My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk ass and your whole lil shit
Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein' my name, nigga, ya lame
And I get at you, homie, don't you just tell me you was just playin'
Oh I was just playin' you K-Dot, c'mon
You know a rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I
Might end up like the nigga I know
Oh, you wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the
Hoppin' out the vehicle crash, I'm on a roll
Yellin', "One, two, three, four,
I am the rapper alive"
So great, motherfucker, I've died
What you hearin' now is a paranormal
on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I'm in reach, nigga (facts)
I'm fresh out the water I'm 'bout to breach,
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more
bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y'all, sincere
I the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to
The whole world mad
Bodies is adding up, market's to crash
Niggas is 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 America's truth ain't the votes
It's blasphemy, how gon' blast 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' you the truth after me?
G big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os a M, tryna be big as Em
30 later my future favors
The status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I'm looking at y'all
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in
And real hustler money just to go get some more
I it's like that, drop one classic, came right back
classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice
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 tryna portray a boxer
Beatin' up on my niggas while the COs 'em
turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you 'bout to meet
Go celebrate with your and let victory vouch you
Just know the game played, I might slap the shit out you
foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul
They throwin' me out, you in the towel
Look at the crowd, (Nah, I don't like that)
Look at my smile, I'm
Calm but urgent (That the style, fuck)
So many verses, you in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I never run out,
You making him nervous, the is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit punk ass down (Sit yo' punk ass down)
So that means you bigger than rapping (What else?)
So means no more playing the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is if you ask me (What else?)
My name is as "that king"
let y'all worry about a list, I'm on some other shit
A difference accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, up, this is in forever
Y'all got April the 7th to get ya'll shit together