Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

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

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

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

Then they on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you
Hey red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to
Put ya on, you better go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he don't me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you don't like me come me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't like me then me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
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 give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The trillest to it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
Tell 'em time to switch they playlist 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 spit some'ing nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary