Luyện nghe bài hát We're Famous

I brought that genuine in '96
Before you knew the underground or existed
I watched the whole straight jump on the dick
After to KCR lit and flexing my shit
No gun talk, no gimmicks, just of raw dogging
Dirty dusty intelligent wit and word
A poetic informed without burglary
and shook the shit out of rappers who just learned of me
Everytime I a new pill, revolution
Quickly defined the for indie rap distribution
Arrogant unafraid shit developed riding a train thinking of fucks
Bad Touch Example, that soon bucks
Had everybody sprung where I came from
Screaming out, Independent as fuck, with an insane
With an indelible squad of design
the styles that made biters look like imposters
So we an album and signed to Rawkus
Selling a thousand without a radio chart hit
son is taking the world hostage
Classic hip hop bombage dirty style progress
Now I've come from the '80s juvenile
Where cats was like Gimme that pass, kid. Good lookin
Now someone else is a ride with what's mine
So I had to develop styles with a device cooked in
So when I in basements I had eight sentences
Waiting for the four you had laced in
And I was taught to patient, Why?
Only faggots make up just to get famous
So when I finally blew up I sick
Earning respect in ghettos and 'burbs for word
Back when the independent scene remained
We were the crew who promised your ass we'd take it
Mold it, shape it, outside the matrix
it, make it, more than miniature major labels
Hold it sacred, living it for the
Told ya plainly, protected it from the
That's why I always get respect from true
That laugh at the claiming every year Hip hop's over
YOU, hip hop just started
It's how the most nostalgic cats are the ones who were never part of it
But true give dap to those who started it
Then humbly move the fuck on and come with that new shit
New slang, new thought, new sound, new heart, you thought you
You clown, you don't, you
I won't dumb it down, I'm now for these rounds
I'm a mothefucker plus I'm gunning for clowns
You're a mime motherfucker, don't be coming for
Till you can break out of invisible box, you're not down
My favorite ones are the ones who started out young about
Comic books, spaceships, and 1
And even though they soft they had fun
But they couldn't break out the frame of the town they came
Some of these faggots used to send me demos
Keeping their puppy styles in the Flow kennels
But since had no identity from the start
They started to resent the scene when they become a part

They've been failing for and call themselves Vets, that's bold
Motherfucker, you're not a Vet you're old
slap the shit out you to continue my nerd rap
Making this money over fist, fuck what you heard
Rookie cats talk boom bap and golden ages
Pat themselves on the back for making that new shit
But i've putting out vinyl since '93 and never looked back once
At ya'll trying to me
You don't innovate because you innovate
It's not a choice despite what you might your boys
your identity crisis under the table
I always knew who I was and I'll always be more

it
For the in the bendor biz
1 800
Leave the CE, Off for crabs and bobbin hatorade
Dig it, daddy dug his own tunnel under the where the numbers bleed
Hunters froze up and Rapunzel weeds
Tugboat, tug a rut out dirt first
The fuedals fuming oodles, it was right under your skirt
Welcome to Bazooka Works, halo eyesore
The revolution will not be for
Warbucks exlex on the fashion piggy pageant
While my dick's raw dogg in a magnet
Fraggle rock four figure watch
I ninety nine cent wristbands
And still know the time when you record
And is on a sick with it factor
A, E, S, Genesis of the klepto reactor
Wanna the buzz over definitive cast
After a life of labor camps starts innovaters back
Baby, you ain't felt the collect?,
Stuck running bases little bears under the wing of punchdrunk butter makers
engine sputters while the hound dogs wire cutter mechnical
Rabbit bantomweight puppies ain't rabid to snatch him
Poplock dynamos, is approached with a focal point
Come in it, resume sturdy composer soldier bliss
Wrong name by a molar can often expose your
Watch a cobra grow hands to hold his own tongue he notices
All legity critter, bark with me
All filthy documents, cats piss on kittie litter moccasins
Welcome to mi casa, Monsters Inc, dropping bangers out the rocket
own private apocalypse

it

For fuck's

fly
You wanna read the nile, I easy reader

it

I will, dog

Wide open with banged out cutlery from a slang teacher
And is an ugly god we all fall for
I got mammal, cannibal, natural survival squackbox
That means when I wake up and to comprise the new shit
It's not some down version of what my favorite crews did
Puff the magic komodo
Rappers komonos and shark fame at a perfect working unit
Look, I'm
B boy, that to the needy
Shut your hole, fuck you in 3D