Luyện nghe bài hát The Lesson, Pt. 1

Lyrically
My rap definition is
I graffiti as a juvenile
on deuce trey
And used to gray Kangols
With 555 souls from the
Of the insane

For monetary
is slain on the train
It's homicide for
Stealth missions for
In the
Where get grazed in the back
From shots

Clips with hollow tips for your
Or remain calm
Catch a rhyme, to your
Niggaz, ya know my
I run a rap muk
Malik in a U- Haul truck
I stand, five foot seven in of the party
And scam Uncle Sam

I'm never caught up in the eye
Of your cam
I'm down low
Artistic rap pro
get the dough
It's the Philly
Dread thoroughbred for
I bag solo like a nigga that boost

Steppin' through the corridor of
Lookin'
My left the mic
Still feel than before
this jazz shit
I hit jaw Dice Raw
Get up on the mic
My young

I be the nigga up the spot on tour
Surely real to the core, old
Like eighty-four, I'll die
Raps till my lungs
Then relax, until my for tracks
Bring it back on
When I my rep remain
Either go against the grain or your ass is slain

I
Niggaz styles
Then I throw you
you some, get on the mic
And it over, son
Dice Raw, the motherfuckin' Noid
Get on the mic
And perpetratin' is

Ya leave niggaz in action
Like dads in the projects
My style an old mac
Travel round and catch
I'm ill
the skill no more
Wack wanna flex
But styles they bore

Got to know the meaning
Of the ill shit, kid
I do mad
But will catch a bid
With my full of ill shit
I just boosted
From the corner
I let loose more

Flavor me
Rippin' heads off the seams
Niggaz didn't
Like Jeru and Clean
I beat down on they
Like machines
Or 808's, 'cause my flows out great

And
all the raw rap
Pull a metal chair out my
Across back ka crack
Now, "Do you the pain?"
"Of
I guess you're
I'm insane"

When I'm taggin' my
the train, I got so much pride
I got so much with lyrics high
To niggaz
Stop and roll now
Check me out one
For your ass fat equivalent of an
infected Glock Blast

Niggaz my style
they know they want more
Props Mount Vernon
To Rushmore
kid, you know my style
Is buck literature
you can never get
When I'm your particular

Flavor that you
I sit back and
A fat in class
can kiss my ass
I'm twice,
de Raw
Never a bad fall
Smack your head up against the

Like playin'
My ill
I like Hulk Hogan
Raw bettin' on my arm
Niggaz my slogan
While I breathe your breath
Niggaz better watch they
Fat bull wreck

Ill got's ta you in check
With the beats and hard rhymes
Niggaz know my style, when I go the nine
I beat down punks cut 'em up into fruit
Like fruit salad, my style's smooth knowledge
Blunts, so want
If you got beef come get it
If ya don't well forget it

My rap style's
I'm Raw
niggaz with no Trojans
On the stage when I
I ta keep my composure
I'm from it's like a whole different world
Hoppin' a honey dippin
And snatch your squirrel

Most corrupt
In the grade
'cause Jeff McKay
Could not
Don't ask me
I'm not the one for
If you know
ask Brother [Incomprehensible]

'Cause he the time
Like I the time
When I the microphone
It's like
Laid to recline
In my La-Z-Boy
Dice Raw, the Noid
I'm the fuck up outta