Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Hold the Torch

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

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

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

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

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

On the block if you focused on then
out of ten times you be bleedin' the analogy is clear
To all of my peers, I'm a vet
Don't mean to disrespect,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You better be
'Cause you can get fo' sho'
Y'all know what's up
I come correct with money long I

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

these niggaz
In the game sound the same
Yo, these
In the game sound the same

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

Oh my God, they a come ridin'
(Uh)
old dream and they can't get down
(Uh, uh)

They lookin' around of themselves
(Uh)
And they sayin' things ain't really themselves
(Uh)

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

Same strip, what the fuck is this?
(Uh)
y'all, raise the bar on this body, shit

You sound stagnant, need to progress and
(Uh, uh)
your punchlines, progress the flow
(Uh, uh)

Get concepts and lyrics together, aiyyo
(Uh, uh)
Then drop the bomb shit to step up the pressure, you
(Uh)

I'm tired of complainin' how the game changed
You niggaz should step up your 'cause you sound strange
That's why you sellin' no records, check the Sound Scain
In this rap shit I respect muh'fucker 'cause I

Aiyyo niggaz
In the game sound the same
Yo, niggaz
In the game sound the same

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

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