Luyện nghe bài hát Hater Players

Yes
Every day somebody ask me all the real MC's is at?
underground
There's mad talented cats underground with that raw
Yaknowwhat'msayin? Bringin raw skills
sayin?
Really, to me

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

occupy my synaptic space
Command and shape, to illustrate my mind's
The tall grass, the low plains, the ridges
Thickets among the forests, rivers the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree
Eavesdrop; and the incline of sunshine, nine
in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher, and they to absorb it
I follow suit, and face it, it
Shinin bright, but still I'm careful not to it
Destined to rise, because I'm basement
Spirit is still so chill and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the one to with
Clowns to scream and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't your student so I to be tested
I'm majestic, I my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of course it
My serious synopsis drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the
I must represent, I don't come off no corniness
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump around calypso
And, murmur to yourself a schizo
There no bottom on the ???

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

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

keeps shining