Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Poets

as soon as hip hop came out it was a that i could grasp and identify with the millennium.

all and round!
from the first to the last, it is in the
clear shit! all my nigger my..
the hip pop is out!
..my rap poem.

there's a certain mystique when i that you notice
cause it's sort of unique, cause you it's me,
my poetry is and i'm still mad at the way i flow to this beat!
i can't stand still, it's like smoke crack and go to sleep,
i'm strapped known any minute i could snap,
i'm the equivalent of what would if bush rapped
i bully rappers so bad lyrically
it even funny, i ain't even hungry, it ain't even money
you pay me enough for you to play me
it's you just ain't zany enough to rock with shady
my noodle is cock-a-doodle, my coo-coo
i got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, i'm brutal
it's no rumor, i'm uno, assume it
no more humor in it, no more you know
i'm with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
you need a fag to come and a near hole in my ass!

young hov got the game in a
million sold all independently,
so when you me
make sure you got together your
like, "he's the j.f.kennedy"
i started out, i ain't have no
my ma was santa claus, well, at least she to be
'til one night, well, that's if memory me correct
i caught her the christmas tree.
hov ain't have no pops
thank god, man, i had the
hear me though
you young fucks got the all wrong
this is my life, man, this no song!
you ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your house
in that room, pullin' the cars out
and the mirror pointin' at your reflection, killing
you pie, stop feeling yourself!

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i woke up on my born day, i'm twenty years of blessing
the of adolescent leaves my body now i'm fresh in
my physical frame is celebrated cause i it
one quarter through life some like thing created
got rhymes 365 days annual plus
load up the mic and bust one, cuss while i puffs
my cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain
don't go against the grain and plain!
when i was young at this i used to do my hard
robbin' foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green
dipped to the projects flashin' my quick
and got my first piece of ass smokin' blunts with
now it's all cash in abundance, niggaz i used to run with
is or doin years in the hundreds
i switched my motto -- instead of fuck tomorrow
that that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto.
once i on the block, loose cracks produce stacks
i cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot
time is illmatic keep static like wool
pack a that crack your whole cabbage!