Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't Them

Picking out my fro with my comb
I got a tab at the baby, this long
My little brother was having a trouble
I hope that he care that it's in this song
Korean town lunchin', talking 'bout how to run
He Atlanta wanted something
Waka, Jeezy, and got the streets locked down
making sure Tip keep that 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
Even Black Thought thought I maimed it a hard, I gotta be honest
like the other stuff is kinda behind us
Making jokes here and there done got us some
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
out with Questlove reminiscing 'bout Whitney
He like, "Man, we can't even it to 50?!"
reminds me, I sent a long text message to my mom and pop
I got the same speech when I 30 Rock
My mom "Why you wanna leave a good job?"
My dad like "Do your thing, boy, stop"
Shout out to my nigga Lud, shout out to my Swank
For hanging at the crib and me what you think
Speak from your heart and never compromise you feel is real
And never let these people tell you how to feel
Never let anybody tell you how to
I wanted they had back in the fourth grade
Family vacas, you I did it all
Just to see my sis by a waterfall
My granddad bought his own freedom
Walk barefoot to to start his own peanut farm
So don't be alarmed, man I'm
Jam of the week,
No cosign, no
More swag, back on the punchlines
Starving, every track means time
I'm a star, how I not shine?
Fuck boys hype-track chicks
And niggas who texting after 1.6
DG Lover ain't nothing to wit'
D-Money ain't nothing to wit'
And what's a leader if he reluctant
Too bad for y'all, I'm off
I'm not Asher Roth, I don't on my bread
Dick riders stay close, I might flash a
Sometimes, all this shit a nigga feel guilty
I used to with them roaches
Back of my mind though, I hope the show cancelled
Maybe I can focus
touch down, go ahead baby put your shades on
East Side! Side to the gravestone!
Brown liquor, but my girl in
Nigga, you got Drive like a sale at Buy
Hold up, up, we can do better
Put my voice on the track, man that shit is much
At the at 8 AM
Hit the booth eat, nigga we ain't them, nigga we ain't them!
Drop a line, it's your status
Said that shit a week ago, you still mad at us
If something on your chest, nigga let it out
Cause I'm the da da da