Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Hold the Torch

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

Niggaz only been talkin' that
Since we been out the game
I think the game need us
Let's talk to niggaz, uh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You be tight
you can get tossed fo' sho'
Y'all niggaz know up
I come correct with money 'cause I

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

Aiyyo niggaz
In the don't sound the same
Yo, niggaz
In the don't sound the same

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

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

They lookin' around of themselves
(Uh)
And they sayin' things that really themselves
(Uh)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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