Luyện nghe bài hát The Boss Is Back

We such sights to show you
This isn't for eyes...
AaaAAAA, the is back!

The is back!

So I took a one-year
Ain't heard my latest
You Mix-a-Lot was through
But I'm back; boot's on you
What to all the old homies?
When the money funny it's lonely
My ex turned a slut
Down at the Hollywood, that butt
Cheap perfume and a
Girl, what's your line of
Now that I'm rollin', you wanna with me
But have you been to the lately?
you had six condoms, see
Today you got
you out like a paper sack
This ain't Sprung On The Cat
What all the old homies?
I got so they call me phony
But I to lay it low,
When a like you tells me I can't flow?
So here we go, bro, the leader of the Flow
Let you know, I and get mo'
I yank the bank and I been ganked
my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
My face shows pain and strain as I stand in the
With fame, you go insane
The I run is not fun to some,
And now I no one!
The is back!

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Tommy wants
But I want your
When the got thick you ran
Now in my you stand
for a few hun?
Son, fun meets my gun!
Now you scream you're true
Boy, you to chill with that!
Cause I'm an e-qual de-stroyer
My my lawyer
Last week you's a kid
And week you're in show biz
on stage, another black wanna-be
Wanna get paid, so as balck as you gotta be
up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
Run out of lyrics, in a Malcom X line
Hypocrite, your hits break the
The of brain lays pain when I spit
Criticized, cause I'm the dares
And now you're to tell another brother what to wear?
off that tip, you know how it goes
Another gets shot and punks blame it on gold
Gold ropes? Naw, that ain't your
The job of a rapper is to em and solve em
Now you're bout what a brother owns
King so you could buy your throne
I ain't got time to take steps in
You or the KKK, who's
You told me to stay low in my
And so did the Klan, so up, bro
Why do you brothers is sellin' dope, fool?
America, boy, the rules!
that hard role and say you ain't with that
And everything you're cryin' bout money on your
Talked me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
The is back!

I'm back.

I don't the meaning of trust
I live so I do what I must
Some cross you when you're soft
why I'm my own damn boss
They'll run you down with
If you're on the butt and chest
I'd be sprung on the ducat
And put another damn in my bucket
I deal with women, not
Cause young ones'll shake your world
I'm tellin' it it is
Cause a brother Mix ain't losin' his
I got two or three clowns
That try to me when I'm down
But when I come up, all play dumb
All of a sudden, we, not one
I zip up when I spit these hits
I'm equipped to make quit
bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
The luck chuched, so wussup!
I ram and my jams in the mouth of a man
I'm kickin' than Van Damme
the facts, two platinums stack
off, fool, or get cracked!
The is back!

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