Luyện nghe bài hát To Me, To You

Niggas be askin' me like, "Man you took all that off
I you had to get your mind right or whatever you
Was but I'm just curious to know...
How you, how you approach the next shit?"
Say it's the same way I do, not givin' a fuck

[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
dollar maker, not a faker, try to call me over the hill
It's probably cause you saw me chillin' beside a pile of
a Picasso painting, psyche, my life's more like an obstacle
it?
Like it's somethin' in front of the drop, and I gotta ride it
On my way to make me another child payment
humble beginnings, though we live lavishly now
And what we afford to get, we would have it somehow
Stayin' at grandma's, in front of the open oven
Rubbin' our hands like Baby with cameras around
depressed, drawn to my tool
Genetically predisposed to be a mechanic or
I handle my failures way better than I ever handled
And I let you boys be the loudest, my fo' fo'
From '94, on my retro kick I let you let go clips
I'll let Jordan be my stylist
I'll rock one of them baggy ass McGrady suits
I've been poppin' since I was 5, was in '82
Believe that, a nigga been knockin' more boots
Than Kanye at Steve Madden
I'm just a LOX fan childish thinkin'
The last time I got pulled over for drivin'
I took the breathalyzer out the cop's and tried to drink it
what I do for my community
Your boo told me she wanna do to me
Before she dropped on two knees and then blew me an opportunity

Royce da 5'9"] x2
(To me, it's I see
To you, what you do)
Prhyme!
Ha ha ha-ha, if I could make as real as me
Ha ha ha-ha, I'd ask, "how niggas ain't real as me?"

Royce da 5'9"]
Multiply,
That's the real niggas do
Multiply,
on a real nigga

[Verse 2: da 5'9"]
favorite rapper's up at LIV
While I'm on controlled
Search around my crib for a to give
But I find it
My should be made of a wooden binder
Cause what my albums be sellin'
But I don't give a about nothin' but good vagina
Long as these niggas me GOAT
If I don't get to you the call failed
Cause I was probably on that of Wall Street boat, I'm a hard sell
Maybe too for 'em
The Lord gave me a choice to either be king or all Hell
I chose the latter a fireman climbin' up to a charred rail
In front of Miley, steerin' a wreckin' ball
Miss me with your mollies and your Tyrese
I connect with y'all and these antics
you give your life to the game
Tomorrow you be posin' in pictures, lookin' Steve Francis
You ain't turnin' up, you're bein' backhanded like Pete
About that, I missed my funeral to go to South by Southwest
You ain't gotta appreciate it, but you respect the fact
That I'm a real and nothin' whack done came out my mouth yet

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3: Jay Electronica]
Me and Pharaoh is like Dorothy and on the brick road
at the crissroads
The valleys and the alleys where the gods to bitch mode
I came through, the pipe was loud like a lion
The title on the said "Child out of Zion"
Contemplatin' on another plane, hoverin' down lover's
Won a great against the state about the mother plane
He called me by that other name, I called him by his other
The lightnin' struck the internet like a door in a hurricane
Jay Electricity, baptized by
Where he been the past three It's just a mystery
If it ain't come one of my peers, it ain't a diss to me
I'm a leagues under the sea, niggas can't get to me
The F in my middle name with the stands for "Victory"
I came from the bottoms of Hell with
Sniffin' blow with her in the dens of iniquity
When I was young, I was confused, I God was a mystery
But everything I knew since the I began to grew
Was taught to me by the wickedest men, who twist the
Who pulled out the cuffs of deception and and hitched wrist to we
Now all praises due to Allah, we seein'
The Pyramids are there to witness to the gods
So when the angels heard me spit, bit their lip, this shit is hard
Utterly unstoppable, in high school I was most popular
By the unpopular, phantom of the

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