Luyện nghe bài hát You Played Yourself

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What's up? My name is Sean, nice to ya
So what brings you backstage in this
Oh you're in the crew that first
I noticed all four of y'all of wore the same shirts
I bet you got a of your work right
{That's up} Can you leave it with my merch guy?
Well word up, good tonight
And forget to drink water, and don't cup that mic, huh
Do me a favour and stay from Ant's beer
No you can't bring your back here
Nah I'm straight, you can keep your drugs in
Keep em in the alley out back behind the
And the attitude
Why you acting like that little sticky is some kinda right of passage dude
Keep rapping you get discovered
But believe it's last time we ever see each other

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Cause you yourself
Uh yeah, of course I remember you man, uh, how you been man? How you doin
You yourself
They told me that you tried to pick a with your own DJ
You yourself
Nah I didn't see set man, I was, I was sleeping on the bus
You played
Uh yeah, go talk to guy, him, he'll give you some drink tickets, word

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New York, at the getting down
Grayskul, P.O.S. and Fillmore Brown
My first touring with a live band
Trynna all the fear behind the mic stand
I just want to move around and it versatile
But some kid took it personal
I stopped my set, yo what you yellin
With middle up calling me sell out
Then security him like a gang fight
Wait, don't kick him out, man it right
But they wasn't listening to
I'm just an artist on the stage, they don't really a fuck
So I up my set then
Ran out the front door to see if I could him
And there he was, mad and
So I gave him his and sent him off with a hug

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Man you played
Man you can barely up, you trynna call me names, punk
You played
I understand, I dude, I was just like you when I was 15 years old
You played
Talking about, you The Roots, you ain't The Roots, why you got a band man?
You played
Do me a favour, throw away my CDs, I don't you stupid fans

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Girl please, don't treat me you treat a toy
You look twice if I was the pizza boy (nope)
You ain't got to me your ass and tits
I'd rather that you're a rap advocate
Look around, you see all women?
They for the music, you came for the scenesterism
The game is degrading
Got me cornered at the bar to your ratings
I'm getting too old for the
Go wiggle that cleavage at the act, huh
Plus you smell like a of vodka
I would never put my meat sauce up in pasta
The over, so why you waiting by the bus
Like I'm supposed to be with the basics
You don't believe that I want to see you naked
But I'm not hanging out, take and stay safe kid

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You played
Yeah actually I heard somebody say that to me before
You played
You realise I can clearly see your clitoris through jeans
You yourself
you are closer to my son's age than, than you are to mine
You played
Look, look, the li, the living are right there, right over there, go over there!