Luyện nghe bài hát To Me, To You

Niggas be askin' me like, "Man you all that time off
I understand you had to get your right or whatever you
Was doin' but I'm just to know...
How you, how you approach the next shit?"
Say it's the way I always 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 you saw me chillin' beside a pile of paper
Life's a Picasso painting, psyche, my 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 humble beginnings, though we lavishly now
And we couldn't afford to get, we would have it somehow
Stayin' at grandma's, in front of the open oven
Rubbin' our hands together like with cameras around
depressed, drawn to my tool
Genetically predisposed to be a mechanic or
I handle my failures way better than I handled success
And I let you be the loudest, holdin' my fo' fo'
From '94, on my retro kick I let you let go clips
I'll let Michael Jordan be my
I'll rock one of them baggy ass McGrady suits
I've been poppin' I was 5, that was in '82
that, a nigga been knockin' more 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 breathalyzer out the hand and tried to drink it
That's what I do for my
boo told me what she wanna do to me
Before she dropped on two knees and then me like an opportunity

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(To me, what I see
To you, it's 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?"

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

[Verse 2: da 5'9"]
favorite rapper's up at LIV
While I'm on substances
Search around my crib for a to give
But I find it
My notebook be made of a wooden binder
Cause that's what my albums be
But I don't give a fuck nothin' but good vagina
as these niggas call me GOAT
If I don't get through to you the call
Cause I was on that Wolf of Wall Street boat, I'm a hard sell
Maybe too for 'em
The Lord gave me a to either be king or give all Hell
I chose the latter like a fireman climbin' up to a rail
In front of Miley, a giant wreckin' ball
Miss me with your and your Tyrese wisdom
I don't connect with and these antics
Today you give life to the game
you be posin' in pictures, lookin' like Steve Francis
You ain't turnin' up, you're bein' like Pete Sampras
that, I missed my uncle's funeral to go to South by Southwest
You ain't gotta appreciate it, but you better respect the
That I'm a rapper 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 road
at the crissroads
The and the alleys where the gods switch to bitch mode
I came through, the Harley pipe was loud a lion
The title on the marquee "Child out of Zion"
Contemplatin' on plane, hoverin' down lover's lane
Won a great debate against the about the mother plane
He called me by other name, I called him by his other name
The lightnin' the internet like a screen door in a hurricane
Jay Electricity, by Felicity
Where he been the past three years? It's just a
If it ain't from one of my peers, it ain't a diss to me
I'm a thousand leagues the sea, niggas can't get to me
The F in my middle name the period stands for "Victory"
I came the bottoms of Hell with Jezebels
Sniffin' blow with her in the dens of iniquity
I was young, I was confused, I thought God was a mystery
But everything I knew the time I began to grew
Was taught to me by the wickedest men, who twist the
Who pulled out the cuffs of deception and and their wrist to we
Now all praises due to Allah, we crystally
The Pyramids are there to witness to the gods
So when the angels heard me spit, they bit their lip, shit is hard
Utterly unstoppable, in high school I was voted most
By the unpopular, phantom of the

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