Luyện nghe bài hát You And I

Check it out, it's the end of the
The end being of like10 ago when I first started rapping
All I wanted to do was shit
Get it to people; see what they
And see how they felt it, get my props or whatever
Now it's the end of
cause now I gotta do in-stores, shoots, interviews
(You come over here!)
Check the with the fucking reps, man
And now like, it's not about you and me anymore
My job is to get it to the people, not the people who me
But the people who are 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 I wanted y'all to hear
Straight low I was underground thuggin' it
You think I gave a about a publicist? (NO!)
You think I a fuck if you dubbed this shit? (NO!)
Now the is runnin' this underground shit (What?)
The is runnin' this underground shit (Oh!)
Now what that means is my crew wants a street
My crew wants a video so can be seen
And that was my since I was pre-teen
But as I got and the world got colder
Reality and put the dreams over
Now I'm content with the of words
the importance is just being heard
By fans who love you and you love
And honestly love that moves this pen

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It's me!
It's you!

2]
Now what I'm trying to say is a middle man
I wanna make music and get it in your hands
All the bullshit in between is
Just to get to you I hop a few fences
Interviews, record pools, managers, checker
Lawyers, logos, contracts, promos,
Conference, contracts, constant
The psycho's burnin' me out
I just wanna rock the mic and turn the out
Earn a little clout with the butter in my
But all the politics and bullshit me wanna shout
(MOTHERFUCKER!! *growling his voice*)
So an rebel with a flow
So if y'all wanna step to my then fa'sho
Let's go, bombs, lap on, kick com
Do you wanna do 'cause it's all about you
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3]
Look, I don't do it for my I do it for myself
And the moment you pick up up off the shelf
See, you chose me and means a lot
Work for your money and this is what you bought
Divine so far my best work
Is yet to be seen, but I'm steppin' to the
a putter 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 just one
But like I said I'm on the green down to earth
L.A. is the set, the turf
But I'm speaking to the world when I this verse
through this mic into your ears
Took less than a second for me to get
So forget your fears, and peep this

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By the way, Chris Kinney get thicka for a nigga,

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