Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

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

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die
Told lil' I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, instead of to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather
Sending niggaz 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
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 me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, when you 'em that God is back
The problem is more than that, Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em
After the baptism, the in the black hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em
Live life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, that you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't me, I move and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer crying to see, throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga 'em it's time for me
Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they 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 your is a big illusion
What you choosing if choosing, to jump into the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising

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

Then said on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo
Came in and duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you
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 go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And realize why rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your advance, back in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he don't like me, he acting he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you don't like me fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't like me write me
I ain't concerned, with any of your
I'm to stack, plack 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 up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
Tell 'em it's to switch they playlist 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 some'ing sicker nigga
Ha-ha, mayn