Luyện nghe bài hát War Games

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

A city with fly lingo with bad ass
Got heads on side, bitin' styles still unequal
Unless you assimilate you considered great
the speech from your birth place
You can't race by false handshakes

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

Listen up, bitch, you dis because you see
Born in actin' NYC
Influence is golden but mics is holdin'
I roll with the to spit what's never stolen

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

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

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

be the one semi-flossin'
With mega self-respect but avoid to go with
he's employed to act like he doesn't see the free man
Who says too much credit? Bet it isn't the

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

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

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

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

Actually I'm open to any option, except floppin'
Over a sloppy copy of a track, that's a fact
Action taken by middlemen while you with pens and pronouns
Tryin' to pronounce like your affiliate

But I my style with the golden state
you're holdin' hate, claimin' a whole weight
Now much respect to the
But you've walked in these boots
Doin' a format like is so fake

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

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

I'm but I'm not anti-social
You can feel it through my
My through my vocals
How the fuck they got
Man, them niggas only

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 we're evolvin' and involvin' our self in the life of our fans
around them like the earth on its axis
And neva no taxes, man

Firm in my where I stand, not a stranger to this land
my choice of words I gain respect and proceed
They say if you don't try, try again
My friend, ya make words blend within the beat then

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

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

Stranger,