Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Your Own

1]
Leave it all to hip-hop to make your brain start to go numb
I'm seein' peoples in the turn to dark and that's for real, son
when I'm comin' I never go commer-cial
And rappers they be goin' in rever-sal
But me, what you me, is goin' straight ahead
I'm never, goin' the wrong way my style always approves better
Let there, be to the end of every tunnel
Take a walk with me, and use your mind just a funnel
Your lookin' at the situation, MC's symbolation,
Intoxication be somethin' if they keep on frontin'
Cuz nothin', could make me wanna quit or even
And if you wanna see Class, a fuckin' portrait
Or portfolio, but ain't the rodeo
But if you wanna go toe to toe, ding let's start the
And get it on, like Marvin or maybe Sugar Ray, ha
Yeah, one time for ya

Many rappers be spittin' game think they somethin'
But when turn around all they see is people frontin'
Makin' music, it's hard to the bone
But inside your soul, you can never hold your own

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When I be on the I'm goin' off just like the power
And plus I bring the beat keeps your head bobbin' for hours
And now I, take it to another fragrance
So keep on smellin', the funk's got your body help
To the flashy rappers, or yet the actors
You can call it what ya want don't let it pass ya by
And Classified's over, kid
And the way it's goin' down and that's the way it is
So move along, move aside, now rest
That every brother who can rap thinks he's all but fall back
Cuz you be slippin' on the beats I committed
And you did it you'd be thinkin' it's terrific
But come on, son you just a dreamer to sleep
Mc's bowin' on the rival on the feet
Take it as you want it, it how you feel is right
Talkin' at the mouth them MC's earn a mic

*Here I am 20 years old to make it
Rippin' the till I'm muthafuckin' 60
Here I am 20 years old trying to it
Here I am, here I am, I am.....*

3]
What would try to do if they never heard a rhyme
to be a story teller havin' no say like Helen Keller
But I'm weller, so when I speak what's goin in my mind
Take ya days, months, that don't matter it's just time
I'mma climb, the ladder of luck, for
So the deal, how you tryna make me out to be a killa
The 1, 2 mic thrilla, that's how I feel ya
So don't be pushy or be the one to up and spill ya
Yeah, that's how I prove to be committed with my own words
Five years, payin' dues, thought that I would lose
But yo I never wanted things so I
And if I'm goin' down I guess I paid the cost
Only time tell if I made it back
But four tapes kid I'm still makin' raps
I guess I'm an addict I gotta get some more
But all you other rappers what the xxxx you many for