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

Yeah... yeah... used to run around getting my fight in the on
Back in the day Harlem had a green zone
What good is a good education no direction?
Like the right to vote no one to vote for in an election
a gun with no bullets in the clip for protection
Like the crowd packed in the front without the
Used to live robbing and and being reckless
It took time for my to put the ghetto in perspective
I to live in the back, of a holding van
Used to be offbeat, the white girls' shoulder dance
I rhymes a cappella, no beat, behind bars
Shed to make it, like the story behind scars
I used to be a champion, in the meanwhile
Before some of you little learned to freestyle
Prematurely senile, prima donnas
I was North during Iran Contra
I, never snitched, and that's backed by evidence
I it by watching you, don't ever forget it bitch
everybody knows how the government do
They never snitch on themselves, but want you to snitch on YOU
from Australopithecus
Primitive commercial shit to hard-core
wax is useless
Rappers are like Icarus
Technological revolution... picture this

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

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