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 villain's born, dark that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that they die it yella
of my fans 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 play me you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is more than that, like Iraq when the 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 need for that gat, fact is the raps kill 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, think that you be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em 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, from Houston
The and I'm in the booth, and your 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
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 rappers be acting
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 never vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to
Put ya teflon on, you 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 realize why 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 like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type that'll me
You like me invite me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you like me then write me
I ain't concerned, with any of concerns
I'm trying to stack, on top of plack like gum germs
I got tongue twisters, to make the tongue turn
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to they playlist up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

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