Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

Yes
Every day ask me where all the real MC's is at?
They
There's mad cats underground with that raw shit
Bringin them raw skills
YaknowwhatI'm
Really, to me

It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm
These niggas like hickies
And still get to slip they in like Mickies
I'm sick of the hater-players, on the regulators
With the like a farm team fucking with the majors
a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical
Now get this, these wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, flow gets stoped!
By all means, you need practice, take that ass home
Everybody at you, fish tank syndrome
In effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And it blacker than the back of your neck
What you expect, emcees
Cause we developin the
Gettin played like stone love tapes and vans
Order reverse your universe so your is first
Before your rise it worse
You need a night nurse like
Beggin me - it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like supposed to mean somethin?
You the one I frontin in the club
act I don't buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on show your love

Visions occupy my synaptic
Command and shape, to my mind's landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous
Thickets among the forests, beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up tree tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the of sunshine, nine
in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all a cipher, and they came to absorb it
I follow suit, and it, embrace it
bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it
Destined to rise, I'm basement adjacent
Spirit is still so just chill and be
Some heads approach like I'm the one to base
about to scream and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't student so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of it rocks
My serious synopsis will drop kick, my
Run the gauntlets and the audience
I must represent, I don't off with no corniness
It's all luminary, commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump like calypso
And, murmur to like a schizo
There no bottom on the ???

on
Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the line
We bout to y'all home
Here we go

We got all markets on
meat to stock
Black Star, what? Throwin like Kid in bars
Men flock to where we are, its the place to be
I grab my paint, jump on stage and emcees
We sell our souls Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or songs, shit we can get it on!
Going back and forth, forth and back, all across the
Passin the mic's quarterbacks
Of its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em to say when shit is whack
Out of fear of being called a hater, that!
We ain't havin that reachin past the star status that you at
My battle raps blast your ass back to your habitat
So floss, cause it costs ain't worth it to me
Cause I'm the one these Spice Girl emcees
But they can't, ain't no points for effort, so why
Cause your girl calls my name out like Clarence
Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin, that's I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we harder
And always drop the bona-fide nodders
Aiyyo, later for the
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for hater-players

Blackstar keeps