Luyện nghe bài hát To Me, To You

Niggas be me like, "Man you took all that time off
I understand you had to get your right or whatever you
Was doin' but I'm curious to know...
How you, how you gonna approach the shit?"
Say it's the same way I always do, not 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' a pile of paper
Life's a Picasso painting, psyche, my more like an obstacle
it?
Like somethin' in front of the drop, and I gotta ride around it
On my way to make me another child support
From 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 together like Baby with cameras around
depressed, drawn to my tool
Genetically predisposed to be a mechanic or
I handle my way better than I ever handled success
And I let you boys be the loudest, my fo' fo'
From '94, on my retro kick before I let you let go
I'll let Michael be my stylist
rock one of them baggy ass Tracy McGrady suits
I've been poppin' I was 5, that was in '82
Believe that, a nigga been knockin' lady's boots
Than Kanye at Steve Madden
I'm just a LOX fan with thinkin'
The last time I got over for drunk drivin'
I the breathalyzer out the cop's 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 blew me an opportunity

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

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

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

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[Verse 3: Jay
Me and Pharaoh is like Dorothy and on the brick road
Crossin' at the
The valleys and the alleys where the gods switch to mode
I came through, the Harley was loud like a lion
The title on the marquee "Child out of Zion"
Contemplatin' on another plane, down lover's lane
Won a great debate the state about the mother plane
He called me by other name, I called him by his other name
The lightnin' struck the like a screen door in a hurricane
Jay Electricity, baptized by
Where he been the three years? It's just a mystery
If it ain't come from one of my peers, it a diss to me
I'm a thousand leagues 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 Jezebels
blow with her friends in the dens of iniquity
When I was young, I was confused, I thought God was a
But everything I knew the time I began to grew
Was taught to me by the wickedest men, who the histories
Who pulled out the of deception and and hitched their wrist to we
Now all praises due to Allah, we crystally
The Pyramids are there to bear to the gods
So the angels heard me spit, they bit their lip, this shit is hard
unstoppable, in high school I was voted most popular
By the unpopular, of the chakras

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