Luyện nghe bài hát The Lesson, Pt. 1

Lyrically
My rap is wild
I wrote as a juvenile
on deuce trey
And used to boost Kangols
With 555 from the streets
Of the insane

For gain
Niggaz is slain on the
It's homicide for
Stealth missions for
In the
Where niggaz get in the back
stray shots

Clips hollow tips for your spine
Or either calm
Catch a rhyme, to mind
Niggaz, ya my style
I run a rap muk
With Malik in a U- Haul
I stand, five foot seven in command of the
And scam Uncle Sam

I'm never up in the glass eye
Of your cam
'Cause I'm low
exquisite rap pro
That get the
It's the Philly
thoroughbred for dolo
I bag like a nigga that boost Polo

Steppin' through the of metaphors
over
My left the mic
Still feel colder than
With this jazz
I hit jaw Dice Raw
Get up on the mic
My poor

I be the blowin' up the spot on tour
real to the core, old school
Like eighty-four, never die
Raps my lungs collapse
Then relax, my knack for tracks
Bring it back on
When I rhyme my rep
Either go against the grain or ass is found slain

I
Niggaz styles
I throw you some
you some, get on the mic
And it over, son
Raw, the motherfuckin' Wild Noid
Get on the mic
And perpetratin' is

Ya niggaz missin' in action
Like their in the projects
My style an old mac
round and catch wreck
I'm ill
With the no more
MC's wanna flex
But their styles bore

Got to know the real
Of the ill shit, kid
I do mad
But will catch a bid
With my full of ill shit
I just boosted
From the store
When I let more

that's me
Rippin' off from the seams
didn't play
Like Jeru and Come
I beat on they heads
Like drum
Or 808's, 'cause my style flows out

And
all the raw rap
Pull a chair out my knapsack
Across your ka crack
Now, "Do you the pain?"
"Of
I guess you're
I'm insane"

When I'm my name
Upon the train, I got so much
I got so much soul lyrics high
To niggaz
Stop and roll now
Check me out one
For ass fat styles equivalent of an
AIDS infected Glock

Niggaz my style
Plus they they want more
Props Mount Vernon
To Rushmore
Okay kid, you my style
Is buck wild
you can never get
When I'm your particular

Flavor that you
I sit back and
A fat blunt in
Teachers can my ass
I'm twice,
de Raw
Never a bad fall
your head up against the wall

Like playin'
My ill
I slam like Hulk
Raw bettin' on my arm
Niggaz know my
While I breathe last breath
Niggaz better watch they
Fat bull wreck

Ill got's ta keep you in
the hellified beats and hard rhymes
Niggaz know my style, when I go the whole
I beat punks cut 'em up into fruit chunks
Like salad, my style's smooth like knowledge
Blunts, so whatcha
If you got beef then get it
If ya don't then forget it

My rap style's
I'm Raw
niggaz with no Trojans
On the stage I rhyme
I got's ta keep my
I'm from it's like a whole different world
Hoppin' a train dippin
And I'ma snatch squirrel

Most corrupt
In the tenth
'cause Jeff McKay
Could not
ask me honey
I'm not the one for
If you wanna
Better ask Brother

'Cause he know the
Like I know the
When I the microphone
It's summertime
Laid to recline
In my La-Z-Boy
Raw, the Wild Noid
I'm the fuck up here