Luyện nghe bài hát The Middle Finger

Hate to be the of bad news
But I can't move 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 who put the rumors up
to quit, rap music sucks
But couldn't run a 4.2, so with you I'm
Went in the booth, truth? the only I trust
And sayin' a lot, cause Pro Tools be stuck
You grindin' hot, they wanna be with yah
like consignment shops, they're old news to us

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

Fightin' for my respect, receive it or nothin'
Preachin' and geekin', I kinda think I'm Malcolm X
MDMA in my juice, jaws tired and
Now I'm sweatin' cause the bitches, they me to
Are you me now? Do you fuck with me now?
Miscarried my first child, finna come out
Fuck the therapy route, where the and loud?
Blue 30 come around, there's the
Opiated, show up later 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, a gamble anyway jo
Pop a perc, I merk through the pain though
Mind pilin' up, drop a single
Thrill's all gone when that mothafuckin' go
Ever seen a mix J Cole and
Educated, shit, but he like he ain't though
Black bitches say my shit is so
White bitches know me up in Graystone

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