Luyện nghe bài hát Truth (Why You Mad)

You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta'
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta'
Oh you mad I'm stylin' on you

I gave you the truth huh huh
And you do with it
You it and bought a bunch of fairy tales huh (uh, uh)
You losing it
I did it for the mainstream (uh, uh)
Nah I wasn't cool it
Truthfully I never I'd rap like Common Sense
But I up my people been rapping like Common since
The hood is moving different you envisioned
Consumerism's the new
fewer Christians and fewer
Bishops reading them scriptures
A slew of bitches with shoe and niggas who
truly risking it all for the coupe if the roof is
On a mission
if I told you I knew the system
wanted the future spending their youth in
Who would
No time to to dudes who spittin' while music's missing
Just booze and women your are drippin
But you was because your
jewels have nothing to do with
You stupid ludicrous
You's a (Amen)
We lost souls put that on the
Sell us some
We'll be ignoring distorting on important
Even though been a war on the poor
Before they was Jordan scoring titles
Me and survival was more than vital
They say my are like Jelly Beans

Because nobody like the black
Unless it's our culture they like everything

I the truth I get attacked huh

You gon' get a people mad you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta'
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta'

You get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta' truth
Oh you mad I'm stylin' on you

Tell the truth who the best in this industry
If it ain't Crooked Kendrick and Cole bitch it's me
You only tough 'cause you sniffing coke and sippin' Hennessy
I click re-lentlessly
I kill rich niggas
While I'm here I'm all your little bitches
All I said to that little thot was back
Marshall me the best out I called him the kettle black
I'm like Nas I'm the check
My cars is parked in an underground like Das FX
I'm about the like I'm in debt 'cept I'm not in debt
I in silence and I don't move
inside it unless I'm protected contracepts
I'm a
you got me my sign was wet
God just
I'm the yet
I'm disguised as
Your brides is bare but skies in nest
I my deposit slip on the Gaza
strip while I was my connect
Yes
I
I don't rap for
I rap to rappers and for my respect
I shall let this go pyrotech'
gon' catch up and guys get lied to rest
I confess shit don't go right I go left
We not friends, do not flinch Tourette's
I'm on yo'
berets
I'ma up where you did your show last
gon' be yo' ass
I get you there I come to yo' ave
I get you there I come to yo' lab
Show up frontin' like I'm drunk with the
I'm a Slaughter House general ya'll the beginners bro
If I'm starving you know I your dinner bowl
I'm a part of an envision in God's image
of a team that brings all the women
When I'm stepping wherever they got to check the
When I'm summoning summer brings autumn
I'm too up to what under means
Anytime I'm coming humbling to all contenders
Male or female we can bet your
I got asked in a interview where did I I would
be if I wasn't in this bitch being the best who it
That's easy I be somewhere else being the who does it