Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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1]
Some real niggas have gone away... never to
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 those who
Smile on me niggas, while I rock the spot
Is there heaven for a emcee
Crushin all these suckers dear God be mad with me
I don't mean to hurt nobody, I just rock the party
And give you a taste of left, before I see death
Watch a nigga back, I don't trust nobody
Left hand the mic, and right bust the shottie
Sendin to guide me through, in the white drop top
When they me through
I hit the pearly gates, will they take my tax
Will they let me rock the mic, will the be phat
Will the rappers write they own rhymes up in piece
Will the get locked by the cop police
Or will I to deal with A&R's who don't got no say
I it don't be that 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 lookin in the I see myself
Handsome with attitude, so gratitude
I put the on emcees
I make it hard for ya, with total, for ya
rap shit is raw not to be touched
The if tampered with, could get you fucked up
No one knows this secret I hold Moses
Given at birth, now it's worth, it's more than a million six
Let me it to you niggas, while my rhyme exists
Listen, separate the real the wishin
If you bust at me and miss, you gon end up
'cause on rap niggas styles I be shittin, pissin
Leave you niggas lookin like two niggas kissin
I'm the true underground messiah
I'm the nigga street thugs can admire
You never see me gettin robbed, jumped and whipped out
Or 'bout a deal with no money, flipped out
I get off my ass and it happen
I'll stick up the world if I rappin
So why do I exist, me

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