Luyện nghe bài hát We Be About

[Verse One: One]
You can't handle I'm about
I'm out in Amsterdam
two fans, I'm all about my fam
Who's the I used to love Sam
My slang is homemade
Shoelace to my sweat pants
sag to have my balls right
Rock chants ya weak stand
Eat of ravioli
Ghetto flyin on pan am
I'm too busy being a man to on any soundscan
(Ayo, I a land!)
Not me, I'm walking these lands
that you reciting in your
I observed sharper image scans
Slamdance give it a chance talk
across the face
Human thesaurus, DNA, too many strands!
I dare you to try to cram this whole verse walkin on hot
Covered in with no hands
Swallow your and shitted burnt spam (damn!)
pretty easy to understand
But you know this man
Lt. his thang! (thang!)
the track to bang! (bang!)
we got swang!
Swank beneath my sink
I hold rank doing thang! (thang!)

Arsonists]
What you be - sunshine I try to prosper
you be about? - females and lookin proper
What you be about? - spit rhymes that gotta yo
We be - math
We be - sex
We be - love
We be about -
you be about? - my fam we tryin to live well
What you be about? - I'm just Swel, just to be Swel
What you be - pourin out for those who fell
We be about -
We be - sex
We be - love
We be - life

Two: Swel Boogie]
I'm about lights, cameras,
Status, mackin, Paris,
Waxin oooh, the hood up, representin, who Brooklyn what
Yeah me keep movin, never stay boaring
I rather ride a bike with a instead of walking
and up to some freak chicks and start playing
and rollin with my peeps to the flicks without
A hook up is a up
Dressin dip, that's my
And going to the clubs to do the blookup
dusk to dawn
then sleep till in the afternoon
And get ready for
The best time's the time,
that's part
by the end I
Went to every park
and I'm about you to just let Swel be
I have my fun and get to hand in my next LP
I be about...

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[Verse Three:
I'm about mics, wearin Nikes
I was built to go the rough shit
head on like bikes
I'm bookin world tours and showin up
I'm about givin my seed the I ain't have
I was growin up
I'm 5'9" with a rhyme
stand the test of any timeline
out the fan in to shine mine
I'm about women who make progress
with a mind of a college professor and of a goddess
I'm Krs, Miles Davis, Pearl Jam, and Rakim,
Albizu Campos, Guilli.. nah not him!
I'm about doing away trash
I'm two seconds away
puttin my foot dead in a record execs ass
I'm about plaques for underground acts
Shit, I'll spit on from Rocafella to Battle Axe
I'm about tellin you what about
before it's about to
So be about ya biz this title 'bout starts to slappin

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