Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't Them

Picking out my fro my fist comb
I got a tab at the baby, this long
My little brother was having a trouble
I hope that he doesn't that it's in this song
town lunchin', talking 'bout how to run things
He said Atlanta wanted
Waka, Jeezy, and Future got the streets locked
Copycats making sure Tip keep crown
I'm 'round with the truth, went to see The Roots
Quest brought me back on in a suit
I went hard cause niggas say I'm soft
Black Thought thought I maimed it a little hard, I gotta be honest
Feeling like the stuff is kinda behind us
Making jokes here and done got us some dollars
I'm tryna show the whole world what it is and it ain't a
He said homie stay the course, ain't changed
Weird night and everybody was
Hanging out with Questlove reminiscing 'bout
He like, "Man, we can't make it to 50?!"
reminds me, I sent a long text message to my mom and pop
I got the same when I left 30 Rock
My mom "Why you wanna leave a good job?"
My dad like "Do thing, boy, don't stop"
Shout out to my nigga Lud, shout out to my nigga
For hanging at the crib and telling me you think
Speak from your heart and compromise what you feel is real
And never let these white people you how to feel
Never let tell you how to feel
I wanted what they had back in the fourth
Family vacas, you I did it all
Just to see my sis by a waterfall
My great granddad bought his own
Walk to Virginia to start his own peanut farm
So be alarmed, man I'm royalty
Jam of the week,
No cosign, no
swag, pull back on the punchlines
Starving, every track means time
I'm a star, how could I not
Fuck boys chase hype-track
And niggas who stopped after 1.6
DG Lover nothing to fuck wit'
D-Money ain't nothing to fuck
And what's a if he isn't reluctant
Too bad for y'all, I'm off
I'm not Roth, I don't sleep on my bread
Dick riders stay close, I might flash a
Sometimes, all this shit make a feel guilty
I used to with them roaches
Back of my mind though, I the show gets cancelled
Maybe I can focus
Hawaii touch down, go ahead put your shades on
East Side! Side to the gravestone!
Brown liquor, but my in Bed-Stuy
Nigga, you got Drive like a at Best Buy
Hold up, hold up, we can do
Put my voice on the track, man shit is much wetter
At the at 8 AM
Hit the booth then eat, nigga we ain't them, we ain't them!
Drop a line, your Facebook status
Said that shit a week ago, you still mad at us
If something on your chest, nigga let it out
I'm the best da da da