Luyện nghe bài hát That's What it Is

Ok... let's go... talk to em'...
you get tired of hearing niggas say that shit?... all the time?
Why can't you shut the fuck up and nigga?!

Yeah... yeah... used to run around getting my in the streets on
in the day before Harlem had a green zone
What good is a good with no direction?
the right to vote with no one to vote for in an election
Like a gun no bullets in the clip for protection
Like the packed in the front without the midsection
Used to live robbing and stealing and reckless
It took time for my to put the ghetto in perspective
I used to in the back, of a holding van
to be offbeat, like the white girls' shoulder dance
I wrote a cappella, no beat, behind bars
Shed to make it, like the story behind scars
I to be a battle champion, in the meanwhile
Before some of you fuckers learned to freestyle
senile, underground prima donnas
I was Oliver North during Iran
Cause I, never snitched, and backed by evidence
I learned it by watching you, don't ever it bitch
everybody knows how the government do
They never snitch on themselves, but they want you to on YOU
Evolution Australopithecus
Primitive commercial to hard-core lyricist
wax is useless
Rappers are dropping like
Technological revolution... nigga picture

(motherfucka what?)

Yeah... I told you what it was, but this is it is now
bullets, packed to the top of the clip now
Treat it like a robbery, I'm shutting shit down
Fellas put your hands up and the all the strip down
not misogynist, you ostriches, cause I could just, apocalypse
Talk politics to the
Or what the market is
With caucuses
That'll smash the spirit of Hip Hop out the
is the curse of Tutankhamen, I bring the drama on
I'm sinful, I eat you, broad daylight on
Hip Hop, reparations, now we taking Delucci
Don't me you spent it on coke, like Danny Bonaduce
We're tired of being on the outside, in
Wondering what the fuck Hip Hop been
is what it is, as opposed to what it used to be
And this is your corporate tax ID
Dominant speech is the new breed, won't let you breath
I'll make you die for I believe
So we got in common
There ain't no
You got beef with niggas, I got beef with
White power Nazi Americans
Rapid pimps, and fake vegetarians
The resurrection, ripping a ball the record (wrecking?) section
Flight connection to the gentry of all guerrilla lessons
Fuck a man distributor, I got a choice now
ain't Volume 1., I got a grown man's voice now
Toured the country times over, I'm older and wiser
Poisonous words, you'll strychnine in my saliva

(motherfucka what?... it to 'em raw)

I you what it was, but this is what it is now
50 caliber bullets, I don't need a now
Fuck your jet nigga we shooting the shit down
Bomb wall street and make the stock market dip
I you what it was, but this is what it is now
you the shit nigga, I don't care shit now
I play the role of Abraham, get ripped down
Melt the ice caps, and make all of shit brown

(No one out there can with me)
(motherfucka what?)
(I that real shit)
(to the airwaves)
(I don't to tell you motherfuckers again)