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

Yeah... yeah... used to run around my fight in the streets on
Back in the day before Harlem had a zone
What good is a good education with no
Like the right to vote with no one to vote for in an
Like a gun with no bullets in the for protection
Like the crowd in the front without the midsection
Used to live robbing and stealing and being
It took time for my mind to put the ghetto in
I used to in the back, of a holding van
Used to be offbeat, like the white girls' shoulder
I wrote rhymes a cappella, no beat, behind
Shed blood to make it, like the story scars
I to be a battle champion, in the meanwhile
Before of you little fuckers learned to freestyle
Prematurely senile, underground prima
I was Oliver North during Contra
Cause I, never snitched, and that's by evidence
I learned it by you, don't ever forget it bitch
Cause everybody how the government do
They never snitch on themselves, but they want you to on YOU
from Australopithecus
Primitive shit to hard-core lyricist
wax is useless
Rappers are like Icarus
Technological revolution... picture this

Yeah... I told you what it was, but this is it is now
Lyrical bullets, packed to the top of the now
Treat it like a robbery, I'm this shit down
Fellas put your hands up and the all the women down
That's not misogynist, you ostriches, cause I could just,
Talk to the populace
Or what the market is
With caucuses
smash the spirit of Hip Hop out the sarcophagus
This is the of Tutankhamen, I bring the drama on
I'm sinful, I eat you, daylight on Ramadan
Hip Hop, reparations, now we back the loochie
Don't tell me you it on coke, like Danny Bonaduce
We're of being on the outside, looking in
Wondering what the fuck Hip Hop would've
is what it is, as opposed to what it used to be
And this is your tax ID eulogy
Dominant speech is the new breed, that won't let you
make you die for what I believe
So we got nothing in
There no comparison
You got beef with niggas, I got beef with
power Nazi European Americans
Rapid Poverty pimps, and vegetarians
The resurrection, ripping a through the wrecking section
Flight connection to the Chechen border for guerrilla
Fuck a man distributor, I got a choice now
This Volume 1., I got a grown man's voice now
Toured the country four times over, I'm older and
Poisonous words, you'll find strychnine in my

I you what it was, but this is what it is now
50 bullets, I don't need a clip 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 is what it is now
you the shit nigga, I don't care about now
I play the role of Abraham, idols get down
Melt the ice caps, and make all of shit drown...