Luyện nghe bài hát We're Famous

I brought genuine shit in '96
Before you the underground or independent existed
I the whole scene straight jump on the dick
stepping to KCR lit and flexing my shit
No gun talk, no gimmicks, rounds of raw dogging
Dirty intelligent wit and word murdering
A hardcore poetic informed burglary
Potent and shook the shit out of rappers who learned of me
I prescribe a new pill, revolution
Quickly defined the for indie rap distribution
Arrogant unafraid developed riding a train thinking of brain fucks
Bad Touch Example, that soon bucks
Had everybody sprung wondering I came from
Screaming out, as fuck, with an insane tongue
With an indelible of design monsters
Innovating the styles made biters look like imposters
So we scripted an album and signed to
Selling a hundred thousand without a radio hit
Imposterous son is taking the hostage
Classic hip hop dirty with style progress
Now I've from the '80s juvenile Brooklyn
Where was like Gimme that subway pass, kid. Good lookin
Now else is taking a ride with what's mine
So I had to develop with a death device cooked in
So when I battled in I had eight sentences
Waiting for the four you had laced in
And I was taught to wait patient,
Only faggots make up just to get famous
So when I blew up I remained sick
Earning respect in ghettos and for word placement
Back when the independent scene faceless
We were the only crew who promised your ass take it
it, shape it, living outside the matrix
Hold it, make it, more than major labels
Hold it sacred, living it for the
Told ya plainly, it from the vultures
That's why I always get respect from true
That laugh at the critics claiming year Hip hop's over
YOU, hip hop just started
It's funny how the most nostalgic cats are the ones who were never of it
But true veterans'll dap to those who started it
Then humbly move the fuck on and with that new retarded shit
New slang, new thought, new sound, new heart, you you hang
You clown, you don't, you
I won't dumb it down, I'm dumbing now for rounds
I'm a live mothefucker I'm gunning for clowns
You're a mime motherfucker, don't be for pounds
Till you can break out of that invisible box, you're not
My favorite ones are the ones who started out young rappin
books, spaceships, and Omnicron 1
And even they were soft they had fun
But they couldn't break out the frame of the town they came
of these faggots used to send me their demos
Keeping their puppy styles in the Company Flow
But since they had no from the start
They started to resent the when they couldn't become a part

They've been failing for years and call themselves Vets, bold
Motherfucker, you're not a Vet just old
slap the shit out you to continue my nerd rap
Making this money fist over fist, what you heard
Rookie cats talk about boom bap and golden
Pat themselves on the back for making that new outdated
But i've been putting out vinyl since '93 and never looked back
At trying to chase me
You don't because you can't innovate
not a choice despite what you might tell your boys
Keep your identity crisis the table
I always knew who I was and always be more famous

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For the in the bendor biz
1 800
Leave the CE, Off for crabs and bobbin hatorade
Dig it, daddy dug his own under the gutters where the numbers bleed
froze up and exposed Rapunzel weeds
Tugboat, tug a rut out dirt first
The fuedals fuming oodles, it was right your poodle skirt
to Bazooka Works, halogen halo eyesore
The will not be apologized for
Warbucks exlex megaphone on the fashion piggy
While my dick's raw dogg in a style
Fraggle rock your figure watch
I clock ninety nine cent
And still know the time when you flops
And is on a sick with it factor
Exhibit A, E, S, of the klepto reactor
Wanna the buzz over definitive cast
After a life of labor camps starts paying back
Baby, you felt the collect?, Coooool
Stuck running bases with little bears under the wing of butter makers
That engine sputters while the hound wire cutter mechnical
Rabbit bantomweight puppies ain't enough to snatch him
Poplock dynamos, is approached a golden focal point
Come soak in it, resume sturdy composer soldier
Wrong name by a molar can often your phobias
Watch a cobra grow to hold his own tongue when he notices
All legity critter, bark with me
All filthy documents, piss on their kittie litter moccasins
Welcome to mi casa, Monsters Inc, dropping bangers out the rocket
own private apocalypse

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For fuck's

fly
You wanna read the nile, I easy reader

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I will, dog

Wide open with out cutlery from a slang mouth teacher
And money is an god we all fall for
I got land mammal, cannibal, natural squackbox
That means when I wake up and decide to comprise the new
It's not some watered down version of my favorite crews did
Puff the komodo bitch
Rappers stuffed komonos and fame at a perfect working unit
Look, I'm
B boy, feed that to the
Shut your liquor hole, you in 3D