Luyện nghe bài hát The Lesson, Pt. 1

Lyrically
My rap is wild
I graffiti as a juvenile
Restin' on trey
And used to gray Kangols
With 555 souls the streets
Of the insane

For gain
is slain on the train
It's homicide for
Stealth for crack
In the
Where get grazed in the back
From stray

Clips with tips for your spine
Or either remain
a rhyme, to your mind
Niggaz, ya my style
I run a rap muk
With Malik in a U- Haul
I stand, five foot seven in command of the
And like Uncle Sam

I'm never caught up in the eye
Of action cam
I'm down low
Artistic rap pro
That get the
It's the Philly
thoroughbred for dolo
I bag solo like a nigga boost Polo

Steppin' through the of metaphors
over
My left the mic
Still colder than before
With this shit
I hit jaw Dice Raw
Get up on the mic
My poor

I be the nigga blowin' up the on tour
real to the core, old school
Like eighty-four, I'll die
Raps till my lungs
relax, until my knack for tracks
Bring it on time
I rhyme my rep remain
Either go against the grain or ass is found slain

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

Ya leave niggaz in action
Like their in the projects
My style an old mac
Travel and catch wreck
I'm ill
With the skill no
Wack MC's flex
But their they bore

Got to know the real
Of the ill shit, kid
I do mad
But will catch a bid
With my knapsack full of ill
I just boosted
From the store
When I let loose

that's me
Rippin' heads off the seams
didn't play
Like and Come Clean
I down on they heads
Like drum
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 believin'
I'm insane"

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

Niggaz know my
they know they want more
Props Mount Vernon
To Rushmore
Okay kid, you my style
Is buck literature
That you can get
I'm thinkin' your particular

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

playin' handball
My ill
I slam Hulk Hogan
Raw bettin' on my arm
Niggaz know my
While I your last breath
Niggaz watch they step
Fat bull wreck

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

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

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

'Cause he the time
I know the time
When I the microphone
It's like
Laid to recline
In my chair
Dice Raw, the Wild
I'm the fuck up outta