Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Hold the Torch

Yeah, it's funny how the change, right? He, he
Shit all different
Y'all niggaz complainin' and right
About how the feel all fucked up

Niggaz only been talkin' that
we been sittin' out the game
I think the game us Kamaal
talk to them niggaz, uh

So nights were spent ponderin'
Wonderin' how we gon' come
My golden rule is not to focus on the game
In retrospect, the game ain't the Mayne

heart and soul is divided
They ram shack the music, no up inside it
Now look at this, all stretched out and nasty
But lettin' money me

I doubt that and niggaz from the now
Pumpin' hard, wind hail rain or snow
So you got to get your gate
No matter what, you got to treat weight right

On the block if you focused on greed
Nine out of ten times you be the analogy is clear
To all of my peers, I'm a vet
mean to disrespect, 'cause

I write rhymes, I write
(It's clear)
Bust, aiyyo what to the
(Love)
For the for the music
(Love, I need in my life)

Aiyyo niggaz
In the game don't sound the
Bust, these
In the game don't sound the

what happened?
(They got in 'em to make a classic)
Aiyyo what
(These niggaz hold the torch, so why pass it)

Aiyyo, I ain't bringin' they up
These niggaz sound trash, foulin' the game up
Need to change up sound so
(Change up)
When I see 'em feel like breakin' they up

registry, talkin 'bout somebody else cars
Muh'fuckers step up your bars
Instead of frontin' in the game like niggaz are stars
we ain't seein' through the bullshit, we know who you are

I'm like a blessing to the game when shit sound dated
I force niggaz to improve, you should be I made it
to rep the game fully, change my style like the weather
Givin' you new shit to make the game feel better

I'm sayin', I cook in the and we make the thoughts connect
You to humble yourself, give me my big respect
You hurtin' the when your shit sound off you know
A legend in shit that's why I move like a boss you know

You better be
'Cause you can get tossed fo'
niggaz know what's up
I correct with money long 'cause I

I rhymes, I write checks
(It's clear)
Tip, what happened to the
(Love)
For the for the music
(Love, I need in my life)

Aiyyo these
In the game don't sound the
Yo, these
In the game don't the same

Aiyyo happened?
(They ain't got in 'em to a classic)
what happened?
(These niggaz can't hold the torch, so why it)

Oh my God, they a come around
(Uh)
Some old dream and they get down
(Uh, uh)

lookin' around outside of themselves
(Uh)
And they things that ain't really themselves
(Uh)

And they fuckin' regurgitatin' the same script
(Ha)
Same hoes, same blow, same clip
(Ha)

Same drug strip, the fuck is this?
(Uh)
C'mon y'all, raise the bar on this body,

You stagnant, need to progress and grow
(Uh, uh)
Upgrade punchlines, progress the flow
(Uh, uh)

Get your concepts and lyrics together,
(Uh, uh)
Then drop the bomb shit to up the pressure, you know?
(Uh)

I'm tired of complainin' how the game changed
You niggaz should step up game 'cause you sound strange
why you ain't sellin' no records, check the Sound Scain
In this rap I command respect muh'fucker 'cause I

these niggaz
In the game don't sound the
Yo, niggaz
In the game don't the same

Aiyyo what
(They got in 'em to make a classic)
Aiyyo what
(These niggaz can't hold the torch, so why it)

these niggaz
In the don't sound the same
Bust, niggaz
In the game sound the same
Aiyyo what
(They ain't got in 'em to a classic)
Aiyyo what
(These can't hold the torch, so why pass it)