Luyện nghe bài hát The Middle Finger

Hate to be the bearer of bad
But I can't with too many rap dudes
I respect dudes from my M crew
But I'm just not dude hanging on to who's who's and such
Cash rule for some, got room for
Can't fool with niggas who put the up
Wanted to quit, rap music
But couldn't run a 4.2, so with you I'm
Went in the booth, truth? the tool I trust
And sayin' a lot, cause Pro Tools be stuck
You grindin' hot, they wanna be with yah
They're like shops, they're old news to us

Society, I 'em
Aye well now
I got to be the
Aye well now
Society, I 'em
Aye well now
follow no nigga
Just the god of my mirror
Fuck you, me alone (aye well look now)
Fuck you, me alone

for my respect, receive it or nothin' else
Preachin' and geekin', I kinda think that I'm X
MDMA in my juice, jaws tired and
Now I'm cause the bitches, they perspired me to
Are you judgin' me Do you fuck with me now?
Miscarried my first child, finna come out
the therapy route, where the syrup and loud?
Blue 30 come around, the smile
Opiated, could show up later more elation
All my bitches say, "Take it easy, the paper"
Try to be with the people, see I'm fightin'
Them inner demons, and how it was eatin' me while I be in
Yeah, life a gamble jo
Pop a perc, I merk through the pain though
Mind bills up, drop a single
Thrill's all gone that mothafuckin' fame go
Ever seen a mix J Cole and
Educated, shit, but he whip like he ain't
Black say my shit is so graceful
White bitches know me up in Graystone

Society, I 'em
Aye well now
I got to be the
Aye well now
Society, I 'em
Aye well now
Should no nigga
the god inside of my mirror
Fuck you, me alone