Luyện nghe bài hát Villematic

Hey, to the kids no scholarships
Starting semester
your suitcases filling up your dresser
Enjoy it you got it, after that it's God bless ya

Life is your professor, you know that is gon' test ya
I got some shit I'd like to get off my
I out my soul, I spit out my stress
And can I out my stress?

It's the feeling in the air you bout to a real classic
He said Cole, "A lil' birdy me on the low you got an Illmatic"
Nobody touching Nas nigga, it's more Villematic

These tales be paying off well
What story is my theatre gon tell
I know my will ship, but is it gon sell?

I guess it's in hands
I the type of pieces that make Jesus say goddamn
for your non-believers
I'm the truth only will teach ya

And fuck the haters never love they momma's neither
Old bitter-ass sit around in middle class
With on hating on the newest song
While you was browsing I was taking out them student

Trying to do this shit better the niggas we grew up on
Name a fucking I ain't threw up on
Talk is cheap, it's like y'all up in a Jewish home
the stereotype

But ya'll giving me mixed feeling's like you married a white
One minute I'm over-rated, minute I'm the savior
You hate it before you played it, I already ya
For bullshittin' and the nigga Cole it real

Wrote this line on a got flown straight from the Ville
To Miami, where the same last year
I was broker than you, I just wanna make clear
now I'm dealing with money I've never seen before

And R&B bitches want me that was just before
Now do I give in to the temptation I'm
The thought of losing a good keep me from chasin'
But I'm just a man, at times the timing is

Plus my is like a man with a mind of its own
But I'm trying to be strong, myself she ain't about shit
These hoes the same, all that change is the
Looking for cheese on some shit

Suck a nigga, a nigga, than go run they mouth quick
Rappers a vacation I came over the house sit
You want change, this that "Between the seats in your couch"
The you thought, I lost it

All flame on my name would get exhausted
Au contraire my nigga all ears
Sit back, the ride it's finna be a long year, yeah
finna be a long year, yeah

I you feel that, the tingle in your spine
conceal that, don't conceal that
This what you thought
Somebody the real back