Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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For my
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1]
Some real have gone away... never to return
Stay forever on wax 'cause the mics they
Outta sight, mind, never does it mean outta might, outta rhyme
So I return to make it hot for who cannot
Smile down on me niggas, while I rock the
Is there heaven for a nice
all these suckers dear God don't be mad with me
I mean to hurt nobody, I just wanna rock the party
And give you a taste of left, before I see death
a nigga back, 'cause I don't trust nobody
Left hold the mic, and right bust the shottie
angels to guide me through, in the white drop top
When ride me through
When I hit the pearly gates, will they my tax
Will they let me rock the mic, will the be phat
Will the rappers write own rhymes up in that piece
the fakes get locked by the cop police
Or will I to deal with A&R's who don't got no say
I hope it don't be way, tell me

2X:
Who Why
The reasons we live and the we die
You can't figure one, so why try
God help my soul as I
And I lie

2]
Now as I'm in the mirror I see myself
Handsome with attitude, so gratitude
I put the on emcees
I make it for ya, with total, disregard for ya
This rap is raw not to be touched
The ingredients if tampered with, get you fucked up
No one knows this I hold like Moses
Given at birth, now it's worth, it's more than a million six
Let me spit it to you niggas, while my exists
Listen, the real from the wishin
If you at me and miss, you gon end up missin
'cause on these rap styles I be shittin, pissin
Leave you niggas lookin dumb two niggas kissin
I'm the true underground messiah
I'm the kinda nigga thugs can admire
You never see me gettin robbed, jumped down and out
Or cryin 'bout a with no money, flipped out
I get off my ass and it happen
I'll up the world if I aint rappin
So why do I exist, me

3]
May shine down on any emcee
That'll on stage and hold a mic with me
May he you all the flow of the ocean water
And some nice hand skills to prevent
My painful like bullets from a rusty tech
Bumpy Knucks, what, and you must respect
All the shit that I reflect
know I exist only to wreck
Won't let the verse loosen til you the check
I won't be fussin at ya, but at ya
I treat all my like they devines
spot me like a UFO
I turn my mic on and resurrect the flow
So if you askin me, why am I
To clarify hip hop and clear
Real niggas, me