Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

(*talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
Summer 2005 nigga,

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as long as I'm here, gimmick gon die together
Told lil' I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to find a
The villain's born, storms that's my kind of weather
Sending niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was them, that they should die it yella
Some of my fans they look Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, since no one a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm Jehova's brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's fact
rappers have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is than that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You me you gon be done, like a snack when the rats get em
After the baptism, the in the black hit em
No need for gat, cause fact is the raps kill em
your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, you ever think you on top of me
how could you possibly, think 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 nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
and gentlemen, introducing from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the
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 trying to advance, to drop old material
On a nigga, so instead of Sells we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing with no mo'
But tell 'em to go it, cause rappers be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, 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, type in "the villain" and
And why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, back in your ha-ha
That nigga say he don't like me, he acting like he a
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type that'll me
You don't me invite 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 ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack like gum
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 to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, Chamillitary

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