Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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

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

2]
Now as I'm lookin in the mirror I see
Handsome with attitude, so momma
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 with, could get you fucked up
No one knows this I hold like Moses
Given at birth, now what it's worth, it's more a million six
Let me spit it to you niggas, my rhyme exists
Listen, separate the from the wishin
If you bust at me and miss, you gon end up
'cause on these rap niggas I be shittin, pissin
you niggas lookin dumb like two niggas kissin
I'm the true hardcore underground
I'm the kinda nigga thugs can admire
You never see me robbed, jumped down and whipped out
Or cryin 'bout a with no money, flipped out
I get off my ass and it happen
stick up the world if I aint rappin
So why do I exist, me

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