Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher 2

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

[Verse Rakim]
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It turn traumatic teens addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie through a screen
means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a pocket
Some take the and chop it, but those that 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 alive and scopin
Be another hundred 'til my skies close in
And die with my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]