Luyện nghe bài hát You And I

Check it out, it's the end of the
The end being of like10 years ago when I first rapping
All I wanted to do was shit
Get it to people; see what thought
And see how they felt about it, get my or whatever
Now the end of that
now I gotta do in-stores, photo shoots, interviews
(You come over here!)
Check the head with the reps, man
And now it's like, not about you and me anymore
My job is to get it to the people, not the people who me
But the who are feeling me, give you the
for your life (For you)

1]
Now when I came to the game I was wet behind the
All I had was some raps that I wanted to hear
Straight low I was underground thuggin' it
You think I gave a about a publicist? (NO!)
You I gave a fuck if you dubbed this shit? (NO!)
Now the is runnin' this underground shit (What?)
The industry is runnin' this shit (Oh!)
Now that means is my crew wants a street team
My crew wants a video so they can be
And was my dream since I was pre-teen
But as I got older and the got colder
swooped and put the dreams over
Now I'm content with the of words
Realize the importance is just heard
By fans who you and you love them
And honestly it's that moves this pen

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It's me!
about you!

2]
Now I'm trying to say is fuck a middle man
I just wanna make music and get it in hands
All the bullshit in between is
Just to get to you I gotta hop a few
Interviews, pools, managers, checker fools
Lawyers, logos, contracts, promos,
Conference, contracts, constant
The cycle burnin' me out
I just wanna rock the mic and the party out
a little clout with the butter in my mouth
But all the politics and bullshit make me wanna
(MOTHERFUCKER!! under his voice*)
So an rebel with a flow
So if y'all wanna step to my level then
Let's go, strap bombs, lap on, com
Do what you wanna do 'cause it's all you
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3]
Look, I do it for my wealth I do it for myself
And the you pick this up up off the shelf
See, you me and that means a lot
Work hard for your money and this is what you
Divine expert so far my best
Is yet to be seen, but I'm to the green
With a in my hand spreadin' butter over bland
Was just another fan, now I'm to the plot
Not thinking I'm the man 'cause I what I got
Knowing you can lose it all in one shot
But like I I'm on the green staying down to earth
L.A. is the set, the turf
But I'm speaking to the world when I pound verse
Right through this mic your ears
Took less a second for me to get here
So forget your fears, and peep here

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By the way, Chris get thicka for a nigga, c'mon

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