Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher 2

Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a livin
Eat for a livin (watcher)
That's how I live for a nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
One: Jay-Z]
Things just the same for gangsters
But I'm a little too famous to these pranksters
All of these rap claimin they bangers
Doin all of twisted shit with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home or manners
I was doin this shit when you was Pampers
I was them grams 'fore you, knew what a hand that hand was
the vans, radars, the scanners
'Fore you knew hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, with the bammers
I was nice my hands, cuss aight with them hammers
I was my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam was
I had it out 'fore you knew what a plan was
hundred mill' later, now you understand us
Y'all ain't see us through Vegas
You ever so much cham' bust in one night
Grand fucked up one
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, fuckin with whom?
Allowed me to be
You cowards is just now learnin the that we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz know how to floss 'til I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in BITCH!
You can't disrespect us cause you got a little cut
You was for so long, fuckin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little
You you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the
It's right I got the right to be king
Niggaz that got life really what I sing
Cause they know is he like, niggaz feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the illest shit ever been recited
in the game word to the in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The present nigga the future, proper
The trinity of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Hurts]
I know, you got eyes on me
I you watchin me
But it ain't hard to see that you see me
You try, but what you you saw
Ain't what you you saw
You off not lookin at all
(Everywhere that I go, ain't the as befo')
(People I used to know, just know me no mo')
(But that I go, I got people I know)
(Who got they know, so I suggest you lay low)
Two: Dr. Dre]
I'm on top of the game
Still flames, still cock and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
over setbacks, been a lot since I came
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum when it dropped, how I got the pain
When I roll and shock, they me reclaim
the streets, made a special spot for my name
Dre, haters stop to my reign
But the music lives in me, every in my veins
The pride and the
All the way back the rise of my name
See the clear through the eyes of the mane
See the world chear for the rhymes I gave
When the beat bangs it'll drive insane
The eyes that I
The best to emerge in the is The Watcher

[Verse Rakim]
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It turn traumatic into addicts, and fiends
It's like, a movie through a panoramic screen
means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a pocket
Some take the crack and chop it, but those haven't got it
take the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and it, and I'll sit back and watch it
These New York is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is mine and nobody keep it from me
Yo, my is never sunny
In the where the number one cause of death is money
You can try
I've seen shit to leave your frame of mind broken
I'm still and scopin
Be another hundred 'til my skies close in
And die with my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]