Luyện nghe bài hát True & Livin'

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You know the plan, gee, I rip any mic you me
I been down, this no muthafuckin brandy
lord finesse, yeah, you know it
It's that funky poet that get loose like aerobics
You know I be slammin
When I'm not on the mic, I'm makin more moves than a instructor
I have no passion for
Nowadays I come more styles than fashion designers
Rappers be cold
They like forrest gump (why? ) them niggas don't know
So how I hit em
In '95 and beyond finesse is true and livin

[ 2 ]
I don't have to pop tools to stop crews or mop
I it cool and smooth, and like drop jewels
I get props and fail, hops
The stuff I'm deliverin you get in your mailbox
I sink the way my brain thinks
When it comes to crews, I'm like a chain link
I'm out to large figures
You could be a dealer, and still couldn't pull my fuckin card, nigga
I'm so bad the vocab
That's part of it, now let me school you on the whole half
I'm no stranger, more like
Like playin russian roulette with 5 bullets in the
I get props, I'm raw, hops
With the sure shot that's guaranteed to make all you girls' drawers
So peep my style of rhythm
Word life, kid, I'm true and

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Now it's the funkyman, and niggas see me
When I grab the mic you better play the like graffiti
Cause whether fast or slow
I'm bad michael jackson, only thing is, I'm fuckin, though
Hey yo, so just it
I'm one of the funkiest, plus the favorite
got astoundin rhymes
That'll your grandmoms get up when I decide to get down for mines
I make whole platoon nervous
Tryin to get live, I bring it to that ass like fuckin service
What you gonna do when I you down
You could have a freak on a ferris wheel, you still couldn't fuck
This is how it goes finesse raps
When brothers be on a nigga, but I don't stress that
It'as the man that be rappin
That's why I'm gonna shine forever, paddened leather
no fear, I kick it simple and so clear
Fuck making your day, I got shit for your whole year
I know why these crews be frontin
They can have u-haul trucks, and still won't be movin nothin
I put on curfews, I hurt crews
My style is harder than the heel on church shoes
Wanna wear my shoes, you fit em
In to come I be true and livin