Luyện nghe bài hát The Mastas

"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I have on.."

[billy
Since it's a brand new year, I got a brand new
And a brand new way to come at a (salute!)
You remember the staff, mastered the fine art
Of lettin the nines on the ave (nowwww)
If you don't know me then act like you do
And if you plan to me, you bet' not act like you want to
(criminal instincts!) I got it
If a thick bitch try to throw a pick, I'll spot it
(glory and ? ? ) foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell a .25, to show you I'm live
Cousin - I put my on the good book, and overlook
The crew, and split a motherfuckin throat
(it's the "murder he wrote") I to the plan,
I'm to my fam - and I'm a very emotional man
I told you that danze, was out of
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? - the masta!

"people! people!"
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I moved on.."

fame]
C'mon! when the last time you seen a nigga that blast
On some rap ? ? , fill and bust the gat quick, fuck that
I'm the nigga you love to hate, the thug wait
Fo' yo' ass in the with the ak-e
I call yo' name, whisperin
Then I yo' ass and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think shit's cause I rap
I split a nigga head like a canteloupe
(bitch!) and I'm
Cause I the shit, plaster the shit
A true hip-hop nigga, the of the shit
Lil' fame, b-k born, been this
Since the of b-d-k, and tj swan
Nigga you choose, when I do 'em so bash and bruise
And 'em, wait a minute did I lose 'em?
put it down baby, fuck these kids
I will 'em and ask 'em who the fuck I is?
The masta!

"people! people!"
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."

[freddie
right..
My is colder than icicles in poland
Niggaz hate to see bumpy get mad, what I be holdin
Try to shit on me I hesitate, blow out your colon
registered a gun that I had, I like them hot and stolen
And I don't leave no like I was bowlin
Strike a chest, right in the pocket like ryan - nolan
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and you swollen
Pick up cash, take all your burners and keep it rollin
x raised, bumpy, I be john blaze
That venom shit that I've been spittin from, in the days
Smashin mc's, countin the ways, you it?
Blowin rappers up in like, rap bouquets
I'm such a nigga I take it to +blaze+
And 'em make it "51 greatest niggaz of all time"
Or I up the page
I'm still the nicest nigga, my age
Hand to I whup yo' motherfuckin ass, live on stage
I claim to be, somethin I'm not
I'm a thug, and I die it, like it or not
All the real niggaz wild with me, my rhyme
Now who baldhead rules in

[f] who the real shit bangin in ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who take a and start swangin with ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who still mic ready, it to ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] game tight, black and blue ya
[m] the masta!

"we real niggaz to bring it back..
So this is what it comes down to "
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I have on.."
"we need real to bring it back..
So this is what it comes to huh? "
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."

"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."
"we need real to bring it back..