Luyện nghe bài hát 80 Bars

80 bars, 80
Yo, engineer me up, yo

I off in the underground
mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound
Blowing through your tubes, leaving through your speakers
Cracking your tweeters, my frequency's off the meter
Jam arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm ahead of my time like Jimi playing Woodstock
Me, I'm playing Hoodstock I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce "Should I do music or rocks?"
Wrote my own props, living in the
That's when the Angel said "It's all a Masquerade"
with no face, speakers with no lace
I feel that spinnin, but I'm standin in the same space
With no trace of what happened night
I seen two fiends fighting over a pipe
Now I'm watching TV, my antennae was a hanger
Blurry vision, Mister Hunn, David Banner
Flip the data, the was wearin bandanas
Totin hammers aimin at medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim
Romantic like the movie Casablanca
Herb seller, once but busted by an
Buyer, my supplier was a Gypsy cab
That's when I realized I need to find a new
Living in the jungle the became my muscle
I strive through eyes who wanted me crucified
I thought I was drowning but I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you 20 mill'
But with no street credibility, your
You ain't real, talkin keep it gangsta
Phony, if you knew the sent me to shank you
Gank you, you, tie up your ankles
And if that ain't enough, I call Henchman's to you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the bless you
But in the after life, I'ma touch you
Knockin on heavens door, your to get in
That's when the son of man you with the face of Satan
Now you look in the belly of the whale
when the warden say "I want to welcome you to hell"
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, up
I seen him cut his head to his nuts
You wish you wouldn't, you couldn't, wish it got to me
Cause you screamin' so loud that a man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin
Er'body rappin about and violence
And A&R's, all they do is charge cards
And when the comes, they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I ain't a car
I at the spa, I ain't by the bar
Now a jewel when you get your first record deal
Don't yourself to the mass appeal
Class, caviar in the vel'
In the new S Class with the wheels
Remember, the music is like the streets
You the cold of the streets, er'body tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete, I'm of the same song
You me how, you must be high off heroin
than I ever been, this one gon get a 10
Rappers, murder y'all with your own medicine
I with faith, I never have doubt
I'm so hungry you will I'm just coming out
But I been before, from "Blunted" to "The Score"
To "The Carnival", Ecleftic World
I'm whores, waitin in the back doors
They want me to rock boat and shift they more short
That's when the Father "Take heed to this lesson"
They to cut your hair like Deliala did Sampson
I felt that, so I went back to my
and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids, I want that
And for the DJ's, here's something can scratch
12, the needle hits the wax
Hypnotize the crowd, the dance is jam packed
Now sing like a negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight, a miracle
this I hear, y'all want to take my spot?
You got a better chance putting a in a headlock
I'm too focused, I can see through your
You a G, just a want to be, Kingpin so
"The next time, y'all want to pay for
I suggest that you hit up the Sicilians"

80 bars, 80