Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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That's
For my
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1]
Some real niggas gone away... never to return
Stay forever on wax 'cause the they burn
Outta sight, outta mind, never does it mean 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 nice
Crushin all suckers dear 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 what's left, I see death
Watch a nigga back, 'cause I don't trust
Left hand hold the mic, and right bust the
Sendin angels to guide me through, in the white top
When ride me through
When I hit the pearly gates, they take my tax
they let me rock the mic, will the beats be phat
Will the rappers they own rhymes up in that piece
the fakes get locked 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 reasons we live and the we die
You figure this one, so why try
God my soul as I testify
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 make it 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 I hold like Moses
Given at birth, now what it's worth, it's more than a six
Let me spit it to you niggas, my rhyme exists
Listen, separate the real from the
If you at me and miss, you gon end up missin
'cause on these rap styles I be shittin, pissin
Leave you niggas dumb like two niggas kissin
I'm the hardcore underground messiah
I'm the kinda street thugs can admire
You never see me gettin robbed, jumped and whipped out
Or cryin a deal with no money, flipped out
I get off my ass and it happen
I'll stick up the if I aint rappin
So why do I exist, me

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