Luyện nghe bài hát Top of the Food Chain [Remix]

Yeah... yeah... used to run getting my fight in the streets on
in the day before Harlem had a green zone
What is a good education with no direction?
the right to vote with no one to vote for in an election
Like a gun with no bullets in the for protection
Like the crowd packed in the without the midsection
Used to live and stealing and being reckless
It took time for my to put the ghetto in perspective
I used to live in the back, of a van
Used to be offbeat, like the white shoulder dance
I wrote a cappella, no beat, behind bars
Shed to make it, like the story behind scars
I used to be a battle champion, in the
Before some of you little fuckers to freestyle
Prematurely senile, underground prima
I was Oliver North during Iran
Cause I, never snitched, and backed by evidence
I learned it by watching you, don't ever it bitch
Cause everybody knows how the do
They never snitch on themselves, but want you to snitch on YOU
from Australopithecus
Primitive commercial shit to lyricist
Your wax is
Rappers are like Icarus
Technological revolution... picture this

Yeah... I told you it was, but this is what it is now
bullets, packed to the top of the clip now
Treat it like a robbery, I'm shutting this shit
Fellas put hands up and the all the women strip down
That's not misogynist, you ostriches, cause I just, apocalypse
Talk politics to the
Or challenge the market is
With caucuses
That'll the spirit of Hip Hop out the sarcophagus
This is the of Tutankhamen, I bring the drama on
I'm sinful, I eat you, broad daylight on
Hip Hop, reparations, now we back the loochie
tell me you spent it on coke, like Danny Bonaduce
We're tired of being on the outside, in
Wondering what the fuck Hip Hop would've
This is what it is, as opposed to it used to be
And this is corporate tax ID eulogy
Dominant speech is the new breed, won't let you breathe
make you die for what I believe
So we got nothing in
ain't no comparison
You got beef with niggas, I got with Aryans
White power European Americans
Poverty pimps, and fake vegetarians
The resurrection, a ball through the wrecking section
Flight connection to the Chechen for guerrilla lessons
Fuck a middle man distributor, I got a now
This ain't Volume 1., I got a man's voice now
Toured the country four over, I'm older and wiser
Poisonous words, you'll find strychnine in my

I told you what it was, but this is it is now
50 caliber bullets, I don't need a now
Fuck private jet nigga we shooting the shit down
Bomb wall street and make the stock dip down
I told you what it was, but this is it is now
you the shit nigga, I don't about shit now
I the role of Abraham, idols get ripped down
Melt the ice caps, and make all of shit drown...