Luyện nghe bài hát The Lesson, Pt. 1

Lyrically
My rap definition is
I graffiti as a juvenile
Restin' on trey
And to boost gray Kangols
555 souls from the streets
Of the insane

For monetary
Niggaz is slain on the
homicide for wealth
Stealth missions for
In the
Where niggaz get grazed in the
From stray

Clips with hollow for your spine
Or remain calm
a rhyme, to your mind
Niggaz, ya know my
I run a rap muk
With in a U- Haul truck
I stand, five seven in command of the party
And scam like Sam

I'm never up in the glass eye
Of action cam
'Cause I'm low
exquisite rap pro
That get the
It's the Philly
Dread thoroughbred for
I bag solo like a nigga boost Polo

Steppin' through the corridor of
over
My left the mic
Still feel than before
With this shit
I hit your jaw Raw
Get up on the mic
My poor

I be the nigga blowin' up the spot on
real to the core, old school
Like eighty-four, never die
Raps till my collapse
Then relax, until my knack for
Bring it on time
When I my rep remain
go against the grain or your ass is found slain

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

Ya leave missin' in action
Like their in the projects
My style an old mac
round and catch wreck
I'm ill
With the no more
Wack MC's 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 knapsack of ill shit
That I just
the corner store
When I let loose

Flavor me
heads off from the seams
Niggaz didn't
Like Jeru and Come
I beat on they heads
drum machines
Or 808's, 'cause my style flows out

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

When I'm my name
the train, I got so much pride
I got so much soul with high
To make
Stop drop and now
me out one time
For your ass fat styles of an
AIDS Glock Blast

Niggaz my style
Plus they know they more
from Mount Vernon
To Mount
Okay kid, you my style
Is buck literature
you can never get
When I'm thinkin' particular

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

Like handball
My ill
I like Hulk Hogan
Raw bettin' on my arm
Niggaz know my
While I breathe your last
better watch they step
Fat bull wreck

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

My rap exquisite
I'm Raw
Like niggaz no Trojans
On the stage I rhyme
I got's ta keep my
Where I'm from it's like a whole world
Hoppin' a honey dippin
And I'ma snatch squirrel

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

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