Luyện nghe bài hát The Lesson, Pt. 1

Lyrically
My rap definition is
I wrote as a juvenile
on deuce trey
And used to gray Kangols
With 555 souls from the
Of the Ill-a-delphiadaic

For monetary
Niggaz is on the train
homicide for wealth
Stealth missions for
In the
Where get grazed in the back
stray shots

Clips with tips for your spine
Or either calm
a rhyme, to your mind
Niggaz, ya my style
I run a rap muk
With Malik in a U- 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 borough
thoroughbred for dolo
I bag solo a nigga that boost Polo

Steppin' through the corridor of
Lookin'
My shoulder the mic
Still feel colder than
With jazz shit
I hit your jaw Raw
Get up on the mic
My poor

I be the blowin' up the spot on tour
Surely real to the core, old
eighty-four, I'll never die
Raps till my lungs
relax, until my knack for tracks
Bring it on time
When I my rep remain
Either go the grain or your ass is found slain

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

Ya leave niggaz missin' in
Like dads in the projects
My like an old mac
Travel and catch wreck
I'm ill
With the no more
MC's wanna flex
But styles they bore

Got to know the real
Of the ill shit, kid
I do mad
But never will a bid
With my knapsack full of ill
I just boosted
From the store
When I let more

that's me
Rippin' off from the seams
Niggaz didn't
Like and Come Clean
I down on they heads
drum machines
Or 808's, 'cause my style 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
Upon the train, I got so much
I got so much soul lyrics high
To niggaz
Stop and roll now
Check me out one
For ass fat styles equivalent of an
AIDS infected Blast

know my style
Plus they know they more
from Mount Vernon
To Mount
kid, you know my style
Is wild literature
That you can get
When I'm your particular

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

Like handball
My ill
I slam like Hogan
Raw bettin' on my arm
Niggaz my slogan
While I your last breath
Niggaz better watch step
Fat bull catch

Ill got's ta keep you in
the hellified beats and hard rhymes
Niggaz know my style, I go the whole nine
I beat down punks cut 'em up fruit chunks
Like fruit salad, my smooth like knowledge
Blunts, so want
If you got then come get it
If ya don't well then it

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

Most motherfucker
In the tenth
Juvenile 'cause McKay
Could not
Don't ask me
I'm not the one for
If you know
ask Brother [Incomprehensible]

'Cause he know the
Like I the time
When I grab the
It's summertime
Laid to recline
In my La-Z-Boy
Dice Raw, the Wild
I'm the up outta here