Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

[Intro: Black
Yo, yo Nas. Big and Pac didn't you man
So get off they please man
This is Ice and man
for you, faggot!!

[Verse 1:
A nigga named Nas he live like me
Now its on 'till he R.I.P, the odds be
me, you real, convince me, I think you a bitch
Pardon me Nas, I think you dick
Whens the time you came to Queensbridge to see the kids
Speak to Ill Will moms, or gave to Wiz
Streat Dreams don't put me in the
You a hossa, a pig
Junior was eatin' wit Big
Jay let and 'em live
Nore got comfortable
All ya ever do is smoke blunts with you
Fuck a Willy Esco outfit, nigga, I'm chips
Look at my we all got whips

2]
Nasty Nas all ya you praised me
Your might be Jay Z's
Illmatic was cause you was tryin' to portray me
Matter of fact, time for to pay me
For "Life's a bitch, God forbid the divorce me"
"Street Dreems", and every rhyme you got off me
I kept the rhymes for me
Fuck it now the whole know
Who coward ass Nas to be
You was broke, was buyin' ya weed
Ya Lex got repossessed, I had mines on the
You shoulda kept it real wit
Stoute taught you how to deal wit paper
Kings lose crowns, and fall
When ya queen moves foul, obviously
Jay Z's boo now, what he do now?

3]
Off the throne when the fours get
Lake can't save you, Lord is fold
last words was "You lost it homes"
You the reason Ill is in the coffin yo
When he got shot, you was too soft to
'bout you a brave Pac
Nah you a Pac
I get and take blocks
You bend down and cock
Cause Lightys behind you, get it?
My niggas'll find you
You give ya niggas nothing, the diamonds, the
I got ain't no denying I did
But I was fire at niggas
the fuck you talkin' 'bout bitch!!

4]
Check it, I had One Love for niggas, those days are
expired, the game is over
It ain't to tell, you pay niggas, not to rob you
Life's A and so are you
I Am, a nightmare to Street
My New York State Of Mind will outshine ya weak
Take a trip down Lane
had ya ride in flames
You represent nigga you cried in pain
If the is yours nigga why you hide ya chain?
If ya girls is yours, I even go there
My niggas, respected, is labeled cowards
If rap is a gun, I Gave You
You better watch them niggas, close to you
Or I'ma pop niggas
If you could see the future, whats the outcome
It Was Written, you think you a
You the world, I'ma take it in blood
You a Suspect Nigga wit a niggas rap
I'm sendin' you the Message, ya rhymes are
One time for the mind, I'ma you bow
And I'll prove the illest, so Hate Me Now