Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knows Why

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For my
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1]
Some niggas have gone away... never to return
Stay on wax 'cause the mics they burn
Outta sight, outta mind, does it mean outta might, outta rhyme
So I return to make it hot for who cannot
Smile down on me niggas, while I rock the
Is heaven for a nice emcee
Crushin all these suckers God don't be mad with me
I don't to hurt nobody, I just wanna rock the party
And you a taste of what's left, before I see death
Watch a nigga back, I don't trust nobody
Left hand hold the mic, and right the shottie
Sendin to guide me through, in the white drop top
When they me through
When I hit the gates, will they take my tax
Will they let me rock the mic, will the be phat
Will the write they own rhymes up in that piece
the fakes get locked by the cop police
Or will I to deal with A&R's who don't got no say
I it don't be that way, tell me

2X:
Who Why
The we live and the reasons we die
You figure this one, so why try
God help my as I testify
And I lie

2]
Now as I'm lookin in the I see myself
Handsome with attitude, so momma
I put the on emcees
I make it hard for ya, total, disregard for ya
rap shit is raw not to be touched
The ingredients if with, could get you fucked up
No one knows this I hold like Moses
Given at birth, now what it's worth, it's more a million six
Let me spit it to you niggas, while my rhyme
Listen, separate the real from the
If you bust at me and miss, you gon end up
'cause on these rap niggas I be shittin, pissin
Leave you niggas lookin dumb two niggas kissin
I'm the true hardcore messiah
I'm the nigga street thugs can admire
You never see me gettin robbed, jumped and whipped out
Or cryin 'bout a with no money, flipped out
I get off my ass and it happen
stick up the world if I aint rappin
So why do I exist, me

3]
May shine down on any emcee
That'll stand on stage and a mic with me
May he give you all the flow of the ocean
And some hand skills to prevent slaughter
My lyrics painful like bullets from a rusty
Bumpy Knucks, what, and you must respect
All the true shit I reflect
Niggas I exist only to wreck
Won't let the verse til you sign the check
I won't be fussin at ya, but at ya
I treat all my like they devines
Niggas spot me a UFO
I turn my mic on and resurrect the livest
So if you me, why am I here
To hip hop loud and clear
Real niggas, me