Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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That's
For my
we go

1]
Some real niggas gone away... never to return
forever on wax 'cause the mics they burn
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
Crushin all these suckers God don't be mad with me
I don't mean to nobody, I just wanna rock the party
And give you a taste of left, before I see death
Watch a back, 'cause I don't trust nobody
hand hold the mic, and right bust the shottie
Sendin angels to 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 beats be
Will the rappers write they own rhymes up in that
Will the fakes get by the cop police
Or will I have to deal with A&R's who got no say
I hope it don't be way, tell me

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

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

3]
May Allah shine down on any
stand on stage and hold a mic with me
May he give you all the of the ocean water
And some nice hand skills to prevent
My lyrics painful like bullets a rusty tech
Bumpy Knucks, nigga what, and you must
All the true shit that I
Niggas know I exist to wreck
Won't let the loosen til you sign the check
I won't be fussin at ya, but at ya
I treat all my rhymes like devines
Niggas me like a UFO
I turn my mic on and resurrect the flow
So if you me, why am I here
To hip hop loud and clear
Real niggas, me