Luyện nghe bài hát To Me, To You

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

1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Million maker, not a faker, try to call me over the hill
It's probably cause you saw me chillin' beside a of paper
a Picasso painting, psyche, my life's more like an obstacle
it?
Like it's somethin' in front of the drop, and I gotta around it
On my way to make me another child support
From beginnings, though we live lavishly now
And what we couldn't afford to get, we would have it
Stayin' at grandma's, puddled in front of the oven
Rubbin' our hands together like Baby cameras around
depressed, drawn to my tool
Genetically predisposed to be a or less
I handle my failures way than I ever handled success
And I let you be the loudest, holdin' my fo' fo'
From '94, on my retro before I let you let go clips
I'll let Michael Jordan be my
I'll rock one of them ass Tracy McGrady suits
I've been poppin' since I was 5, was in '82
Believe that, a nigga been knockin' lady's boots
Than critiquin' at Steve Madden
I'm a LOX fan with childish thinkin'
The last time I got over for drunk drivin'
I took the out the cop's hand and tried to drink it
That's I do for my community
boo told me what she wanna do to me
Before she dropped on two knees and then blew me like an

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

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

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

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[Verse 3: Jay
Me and Pharaoh is like Dorothy and Toto on the brick
at the crissroads
The and the alleys where the gods switch to bitch mode
I through, the Harley pipe was loud like a lion
The on the marquee said "Child out of Zion"
on another plane, hoverin' down lover's lane
Won a great debate against the state the mother plane
He me by that other name, I called him by his other name
The lightnin' struck the internet like a screen door in a
Jay Electricity, by Felicity
he been the past three years? It's just a mystery
If it ain't come one of my peers, it ain't a diss to me
I'm a thousand under the sea, niggas can't get to me
The F in my middle with the period stands for "Victory"
I came from the bottoms of Hell Jezebels
blow with her friends 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 and and hitched their wrist to we
Now all praises due to Allah, we seein'
The Pyramids are there to bear witness to the
So when the angels heard me spit, they bit their lip, this is hard
unstoppable, in high school I was voted most popular
By the unpopular, phantom of the

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