Luyện nghe bài hát War Games

I where the music came from, I not a lame, dumb, dumb
Origin is respected but still we choose to
down from my talk to my walkin'
Heads out to please the king Christopher

A with fly lingo with bad ass Latinas
Got heads on this side, styles still unequal
you assimilate you never considered great
Demonstrate the speech from your place
You can't race disgraced by false

These punk rap,
Talk behind our back but don't want the feud
A few of them seen the ads y'all us pay for
Now they say what's up in the club, what the whore?

Listen up, bitch, you dis you can't see
Born in actin' NYC
Influence is but when mics is holdin'
I roll with the to spit what's never stolen

It us out the mix shows and tape decks of 64's
Because we in the middle, we strangers to the
For DJs who this, the bravest get propers
But most won't even touch this we sign to Rawkus

I met you twice before and shook hand, you didn't feel it
Did it for the cap but should have acted I'd peel it
Now I'm in the skillet on the burner in the
Caught between the bump and the motherfuckin' boom bag

Bring the tune back, you're craps in the chop
up your ass that's the reason that I'm not hot
But I got a fever, times three for CD
Bound to be the link
For those who meet me at the crossin'

I'll be the one
With mega self-respect but avoid to go that
'Cause he's employed to act he doesn't see the free man
Who says too much credit? Bet it isn't the

of nature, I'm the stranger, you're bad with names
Bra change views, I'm givin' clues
Strangest news you're to lose
Blame fools who got the tools

I'd never consider out
When it comes to the coast I'm on
Hell, if I ever switch up the
To fit what these fellas are on

I a renaissance
Renovatin' creativeness on side of the coast
Self-hatred, stations
play their shit while they brag and they boast

It's not about toe taggin' a rag and a magnum
all about respect caught in the middle without a clue
Legendary, originality here to battle the
Here to put it with my crew

I'm open to any option, except belly floppin'
Over a sloppy copy of a Primo track, that's a
Action taken by middlemen while you fiddle pens and pronouns
Tryin' to pronounce like pro-eastern affiliate

But I affiliate my style the golden state
While you're holdin' hate, a whole weight
Now respect to the roots
But once you've walked in these
Doin' a format that is so fake

a dormant, doormat, wearin' a whores hat
With a horrible of what you consider great
When that's only a bite, your eyes are bigger your stomach
So when you plummet into the darkness be risin' into the light
(That's right, right)
When you plummet into the darkness we'll be risin' into the
(That's right, right)

I am not from New [Incomprehensible]
I am not New York [Incomprehensible]

I'm anti but I'm not
You can it through my soul
My through my vocals
How the they got fans?
Man, them only local

Bitch, we down the mic and put you rhymes in a choke hold
I'm a pro, bro, comin' ain't a problem so, Legends' got skills
'Cause always evolvin' and involvin' our self in the life of our fans
Revolvin' around them like the on its axis
And payin' no taxes, man

Firm in my shoes I stand, not a stranger to this land
With my choice of words I gain respect and
They say if you succeed try, try again
My friend, ya must make words blend the beat then

Make it a part of world, make your mark on this earth
For what it's worth, evade the demons while lurk
In the envy of the jerks bi-coastal who
At the talent and the balance shine in our work

The suckas love to hate us and these girls love to
to the under ground, ya neva dug the dirt
True we up fool and it hurts to be you
Still tryin' to sound them, just to make it through

Stranger,