Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't Them

Picking out my fro with my comb
I got a tab at the Stone baby, long
My brother was having a little trouble
I hope that he doesn't care that it's in song
Korean town lunchin', 'bout how to run things
He said Atlanta wanted
Waka, Jeezy, and Future got the locked down
Copycats making sure Tip that crown
I'm 'round with the truth, went to see The Roots
Quest brought me on stage in a suit
I went hard cause niggas say I'm soft
Even Thought thought I maimed it a little hard, I gotta be honest
Feeling the other stuff is kinda behind us
Making here and there done got us some dollars
I'm tryna show the world what it is and it ain't a game
He said homie stay the course, ain't shit
Weird and everybody was tipsy
Hanging out with Questlove reminiscing Whitney
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 speech when I left 30 Rock
My mom like "Why you leave a good job?"
My dad like "Do thing, boy, don't stop"
out to my nigga Lud, shout out to my nigga Swank
For hanging at the and telling me what you think
Speak from your heart and never what you feel is real
And never let these people tell you how to feel
Never let anybody you how to feel
I wanted they had back in the fourth grade
vacas, you know I did it all
Just to see my sis by a waterfall
My great bought his own freedom
Walk barefoot to Virginia to his own peanut farm
So don't be alarmed, man I'm
Jam of the week,
No cosign, no
swag, pull back on the punchlines
Starving, every track lunch time
I'm a star, how I not shine?
Fuck boys chase hype-track
And who stopped texting after 1.6
DG Lover nothing to fuck wit'
D-Money nothing to fuck wit'
And a leader 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 close, I might flash a ball
Sometimes, all this shit a nigga feel guilty
I used to with them roaches
Back of my though, I hope the show gets cancelled
Maybe then I can
touch down, go ahead baby put your shades on
East Side! East to the gravestone!
Brown liquor, but my girl in
Nigga, you got like a sale at Best Buy
Hold up, up, we can do better
Put my voice on the track, man that is much wetter
At the at 8 AM
Hit the booth eat, nigga we ain't them, nigga we ain't them!
Drop a line, it's Facebook status
Said that about a week ago, you still mad at us
If there's something on your chest, let it out
Cause I'm the da da da