Luyện nghe bài hát Built for This

It's time to separate the rookies from
Pussies from threats, truth lies
from dealers and death
I'm this, I'm young and ruthless
Status unmatched, undisputed, assuming
My to rep these streets

I'm built for this, the will is too
Feeling's numb from dealing too
It's count ya friends when you on
My pen is visual, I'm real, men are
I the tension growing, you hold a grudge
A 45 with infra holding no
Hungry like my are showin', as if you didn't notice
I spit the potent, uncut, raw, my is pure ferocious
Like a shark, I tear you open, cut you blood in my
My pen it people, like dope needles

When I rhyme there's no
The flow will freeze you, medusa stair, I'm so lethal
Obviously, I'm a vill, odds against me
Like Rasheed Wallace, it's hard to me
I'm built for this, in the street, I'm powerful if gets dirty
clips will shower, you exist 'cause I allow you to live
I conquered you, I knew you was weak, I can see how cowards do
I write epic facing a scholar, question my life
My essence is gettin' money, my aura like

On the mic I'm relentlence, the perfection
Ya new connect for pure, uncut raw,
I caught a rush when ever my clutch a gun, pen or a ki
Or a dime satisfy my every
I write rhymes killer instinct, yet to find a nigga iller then me
Some smile at my face, yet they still me

I doubt the fake, never sleep or deny for waste
Or conversate in the presence of
When and where and time I'm weight
You destined to or where does he get this paper
Son, we nearly
I realized that when buried Spank, the real will ya life
Conceal evidence my rhyme is excellent

M for the man, E
G get money, A all my niggas up
I'm built for this, for real in me
RK, I make you feel the big heat
The illest is me, the dealer empties semi-auto
I conceal on these that to uphold the kiss of death
Tryin' to ki's and snort blow, you cant replace me

I live the rhyme I visualize, you ain't I see it in ya eyes
I spit nines, weigh coke on scales thats
The realness I live and die, the streets I epitomize, the trife
I rock jewels ice, verbally I bruise mics
Mega it I'm ghetto, my shit is chromed out
me a pen and watch a nigga zone out
I can't the shit I spit is from my own mouth