Luyện nghe bài hát The Middle Finger

Hate to be the of bad news
But I move with too many rap dudes
I respect from my double M crew
But I'm just not dude hanging on to who's who's and such
Cash for some, got room for none
Can't with niggas who put the rumors up
Wanted to quit, rap sucks
But couldn't run a 4.2, so you I'm stuck
Went in the booth, truth? the only I trust
And that's sayin' a lot, cause Pro 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
Should follow no
the god inside of my mirror
Fuck you, me alone (aye well look now)
Fuck you, leave me

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

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