Luyện nghe bài hát Villematic

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

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

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

These fayettnam tales be off well
What story is my audio gon tell
I know my debut will ship, but is it gon

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

And fuck the haters probably love they momma's neither
Old bitter-ass sit around in middle homes
With computers on on the newest song
While you was browsing I was out them student loans

Trying to do this shit better than the we grew up on
Name a song 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 a white woman
One minute I'm over-rated, minute I'm the savior
You it before you played it, I already forgave ya
For bullshittin' and the Cole spittin' it real

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

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

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

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

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

I you feel that, the tingle in your spine
Don't conceal that, conceal that
exactly what you thought
Somebody bought the back