Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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1]
Some niggas have gone away... never to return
Stay forever on wax the mics they burn
Outta sight, outta mind, never does it 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 for a nice emcee
Crushin all these suckers 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
Watch a nigga back, 'cause I trust nobody
Left hold the mic, and right bust the shottie
Sendin to guide me through, in the white drop top
When ride me through
I hit the pearly gates, will they take my tax
Will they let me the mic, will the beats be phat
Will the rappers write own rhymes up in that piece
Will the fakes get by the cop police
Or I have to deal with A&R's who don't got no say
I hope it don't be that way, me

2X:
Who Why
The we live and the reasons we die
You figure 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
Handsome with attitude, so gratitude
I put the on emcees
I it hard for ya, with total, disregard for ya
This rap shit is raw not to be
The if tampered with, could get you fucked up
No one knows this secret I like Moses
Given at birth, now what it's worth, it's than a million six
Let me it to you niggas, while my rhyme exists
Listen, separate the real the wishin
If you at me and miss, you gon end up missin
'cause on rap niggas styles I be shittin, pissin
Leave you niggas dumb like two niggas kissin
I'm the true hardcore messiah
I'm the kinda nigga street thugs can
You never see me robbed, jumped down and whipped out
Or cryin 'bout a deal with no money, out
I get off my ass and make it
I'll stick up the 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 give you all the of the ocean water
And some nice skills to prevent slaughter
My lyrics painful like bullets from a tech
Bumpy Knucks, what, and you must respect
All the shit that I reflect
Niggas know I exist only to
Won't let the verse til you sign the check
I won't be at ya, but bustin at ya
I treat all my rhymes like they
spot me like a UFO
I turn my mic on and the livest flow
So if you askin me, why am I
To clarify hip hop and clear
Real niggas, me