Luyện nghe bài hát What I Feel

Black man aint allowed a of weakness
the crew got no room for those who flee when the beef hit
cause they don't want no beef like people who eat fish
you get the third degree like my secret
n***ers run so much we spend a grip on them
i'd stand and fight there's no respect for the meek shit
i'm trying to get this cheese a pizza that's deep dish
the sensitive shit you can keep it.. what i

all the night and for when it's right, as long as it's tight
demand to get performed on the mic
and hopefully a song that you like, and it probably will
what i spit is what so real, it's based on what i feel
all i did was take a lil moment, homie i'm giving you
last days that they predicted us
n***ers it to be sitting on corners, n***ers do what you will
your life, it really don't matter what i feel

when i pick up the mic, and spit what i
go and sign so i can give you a sight
into this tunnel of this court doing to life
until the end you see the light
i feel
don't matter to get what you need
when you gotta cut yourself to see if you bleed
you need the in your life,
without the pain you can't if it's real
it's a hell of a
is what i feel

all throughout my heart and my
affect my memory like an actor the start of a role
i represent my community and of a whole
pop your balloon mindstate, it make it harder to
you in the front row trying to diss, you it part of the show
the right fist make you part of the flow
no i'm the answer for this,
i'm harder a n***er with a cancerous prostate tryin to pimp
i got the real version of lyrics you tryin to kick
yeah i'm crossing n***ers out, what im writin to spit
but on the flip son, im writing is hits
like the stick of green canabis that we twist we stick to our lips
end your carreer with a flick of my wrist, stroke with the pen
i'm flipping the bitch
do what i want, i want, never gunna front
give it to you whether you it or not

everybody's a critic, people be hating even talking under their
got me hotter than mating season
this hater nation but the of the hate is changing
like the government deciding who's our faviorite
you it aint them hations
or anybody we call terrorist, even if the hate americans
our foreign destroy they country properly, we demostrate our power
to stimulate our
new york is my
sort of like city
up all night, to to sky, pink like titties
making the classic rthym, i'm having
and when i attack the track you get dwarfed like
the voice of activism now n***ers aint eating like ghandi
defeating the british pacifism
and the people love it, see what i haters
i got my love like radio