Luyện nghe bài hát The World

And I'm not talkin bout street
Fuck all that, your money
Fuck your jewelry, fuck all your that you got
just don't make you cool no more
That's now
I'm that, in hip hop
That determine if you're a real man or not
You can have all those things and still be a chump

Yeah,

It's how cats are trading their respect for some likes
Talking their on twitter but speak less in real life
All these rapper with their egos always talking shit
And can never swallow their pride, so can swallow a dick
Well how rappers wearing red claiming LA and Compton,
I got no comment I'm from a where they kill over comments
These goons roll up to your window with the beef like its Sonics
So save YouTube comments we got nothing in common
It's nothing, no

You the fucking son I'm the
We turn up on these cats in the back seat of our Honda
Rolling through Santa Ana bumping Pac just me and my
And pissed off Mexicans screaming "VIVA LA RAZA!!"
Like mother Donald trump that bitch can go and suck a dick off
And if I seen em I knock his fake ass wig off
Aw, y'all must've got me fucked up
really y'all boys done fucked up

They switching sides, they telling and lies
But it's me and eskupe and anthro we Yours it's just us
So who the fuck can you trust in a world of huh?
And what's it take to get to pearly gates huh?
These niggas fake see I can never
So I'm "fuck the world"
I know I'm the one hate huh?!
Tupac, Biggie Smalls, Martin Luther
Seems like you aint until somebody shoot ya
These don't want to see you do good,
They want you broke dirty and stressed living in the hood
Well I say fuck em homie get this money
Never em homie

Trynna feed my and put food up in they stomachs homie
Cause this cold just wants to see us
They couldn't walk ten feet in my dirty ass my nigga
I it real, fuck how they feel
a mil fuck trynna get a deal
I'm trynna you feel
So I'm in the studio like everyday
And I'm running my city, I'm reppin' my team till I'm dead in my
All my niggas is gridding in so many I aint never had nobody show me the way
I've been trying to get rid of my demons but yo I got ways
I'm never afraid of no man like, get the program
Heard these new albums dawg and I aint no fan
But for the record,

Only cats that I fuck is Cole, Hopsin, and Logic these other cats gotta stop it
What's poppin I dropped this album out just to them I'm a prophet
These cats only drop just to sell and make a profit
See the difference nigga I'm different nigga quit your bitchin'
20-20 so vivid I see the bitch in niggas
Holdup I aint done we on a mission to over the world and y'all can't come
See I've coming and ripping these tracks, spit facts (?) I'm back
I've got 99 problems spitting aint one
Yeah, Yours Truly to my grave
I die a free man than live life as a slave
Look, it's Yours to my grave
I rather die a free man than live as a slave

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I'm like, the whole
fuck the, the world
Like fuck the, the whole
Like the world nigga, fuck the whole world
Fuck, like the whole world nigga
Like fuck the world nigga, fuck the whole
Fuck em, like, fuck the whole nigga
Fuck the world