Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't Them

Picking out my fro with my comb
I got a tab at the Stone baby, this
My little brother was a little trouble
I hope that he doesn't that it's in this song
Korean town lunchin', talking 'bout how to run
He said Atlanta something
Waka, Jeezy, and Future got the locked down
Copycats making Tip keep that crown
I'm 'round with the truth, went to see The Roots
Quest me back on stage 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 other stuff is behind us
Making jokes here and there done got us some
I'm tryna show the whole world it is and it ain't a game
He said homie stay the course, ain't shit
Weird night and everybody was
Hanging out with Questlove reminiscing Whitney
He like, "Man, we can't even it to 50?!"
That reminds me, I sent a long message to my mom and pop
I got the same when I left 30 Rock
My mom like "Why you leave a good job?"
My dad like "Do thing, boy, don't stop"
Shout out to my nigga Lud, shout out to my Swank
For hanging at the crib and me what you think
Speak from heart and never compromise what you feel is real
And never let white people tell you how to feel
Never let anybody tell you how to
I wanted what had back in the fourth grade
Family vacas, you I did it all
to see my little sis by a waterfall
My great granddad his own freedom
Walk to Virginia to start his own peanut farm
So be alarmed, man I'm royalty
Jam of the week,
No cosign, no
More swag, pull on the punchlines
Starving, every track means time
I'm a star, how could I not
Fuck boys chase hype-track
And who stopped texting after 1.6
DG Lover ain't nothing to 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 Asher Roth, I don't sleep on my
Dick riders stay close, I flash a ball
Sometimes, all this shit make a feel guilty
I used to sleep with roaches
of my mind though, I hope the show gets cancelled
Maybe then I can
Hawaii touch down, go ahead baby put shades on
East Side! Side to the gravestone!
Brown liquor, but my in Bed-Stuy
Nigga, you got Drive like a sale at Buy
up, hold up, we can do better
Put my voice on the track, man shit is much wetter
At the at 8 AM
Hit the then eat, nigga we ain't them, nigga we ain't them!
Drop a line, your Facebook status
Said that shit about a week ago, you mad at us
If there's on your chest, nigga let it out
I'm the best da da da