Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
Summer nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, rappers gon die together
Told mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather
Sending niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that should die it yella
Some of my fans look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, no one spit a harder rap
I told 'em I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
play me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick rappers have attacks,
when you 'em that God is back
The problem is more that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You me you gon be done, like a snack when the rats get em
the baptism, the black in the black hit em
No for that gat, cause fact is the raps kill em
Live life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, that you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z up the dynasty
Not big as that Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me
Rap is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from
The truth and I'm in the booth, and truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in streets, and I see these old
Record labels to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so of Controversy Sells we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then they said on the radio, I ain't with rappers no mo'
But 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and we ride up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your chest piece, to niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he don't like me, he like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the that'll snipe me
You like me invite me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight,
and you don't me then write me
I ain't concerned, with any of your
I'm trying to stack, on top of plack like gum germs
I got enough tongue twisters, to make the turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The trillest to it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap and if you beg to differ
Step to the mic, and spit sicker nigga
Ha-ha, mayn