Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

(*talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
Summer nigga, whoooooo

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

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

Then said on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be homo
Came in and duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never
We up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya on, you better go get it plant it
Rip off chest piece, to make 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 package of
Put your little advance, back in your purse
That say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the that'll snipe me
You don't like me me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight, and you don't like me then write me
I concerned, with any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of like gum germs
I got enough tongue twisters, to make the tongue
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
What's his name, mayn

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