Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
Summer 2005 nigga,

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die
Told lil' mama I love drama, no one to tell her
She left the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Eminem was telling them, that they should die it yella
Some of my fans they look like Cham, but say I am
Picture the though of that, since no one a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it more fact
Gimmick rappers heart attacks,
when you tell 'em that God is
The problem is more than that, like Iraq the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em
After the baptism, the black in the hit em
No need for that gat, fact is the raps kill em
Live your life a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga 'em it's time for me
Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from
The truth and I'm in the booth, and truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the
You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out in these streets, and I see these old
labels trying to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so instead of Controversy we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing with no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, rappers be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, to panic
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of
Put your little advance, back in purse ha-ha
That say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight,
and you like me then write me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack like gum
I got enough tongue twisters, to the tongue turn
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the rap nigga and if you beg to differ
Step to the mic, and spit sicker nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary