Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphor

Yo, you up in some sh-t f-ck cause every I utter's intense, you faggot
f-cking with this is like punching
I know your type, you with tough talk, you scared to brawl
never but your mouth is running marathons
hopeless I'm focused, I wont miss
any foes wanna get your throat slit
you can't call it, I'm flawless this is so sick
if I learn from my mistakes I know shit
don't diss if your boys is deep
n-ggas suffer from arthiritis their joints is
cats is where the muthaf-ckers turfers at
you bad but your rhyme even worse than that
yo, funny how tables in life
paid ya dues, ya stripes, never be concerned with ice
check it out, the money you pay for it
its giving me even more to take this sh-t
the main event, n-ggas the way I run through these
herds with these words is n-ggas
so leave it
I'm zoned, I'm leaving my throne
no need to games, I'm in a league of my own
its n-ggas dismiss you dick kisses
for you to get bigger, than stick figures
you faggots cant how much love I get
but if you don't bump my sh-t suck my dick
I'm over, I got what it takes to make it over the top
you tryna me than stop and think it over
I'm greater than any you feeling the most
stepped on stage, got arrested for a show

Yo, my in the forecast
therapist broadcast, Philly to North C
you really don't want
Therapist and n-ggas
yo remember the name, the game