Luyện nghe bài hát Secret

If fact I you
You rap too? Oh right
you used to come to my shows
Whenever I was in city
I I should apologize for giving you the credit
Of being more intelligent than you
I guess a good thing that God loves ugly
Yo, when you asked me for some advice?

Come one, easy, all you gotta do
Is nod to the beat, talk about what's wrong you
I did it, a others did too
And you can follow in these footprints if fit you
From all regions now, they're to steal the style
Look they bit me, and I'm tryin to my smile
Cause I you, ain't much as flattering
As a grasshopper tryin to a teacher with a battle ram
I ain't made, been a fan of flashbacks
Go ahead, wear heart on your backpack
But don't forget my name when you to talk shit
Up in the with God in the cockpit
my way to a better fate
Meditate the hate, let 'em speculate
Elevate the heat, 'em up like hot cakes
came late, tried to fix it all with scotch tape
Pain, the brand new escape, from the
And days that came with the mistakes
a little bit to dangerous
I see where they hittin me wonder what they aimin with

gotta hurt man, put it in the chorus
See if I can get your to sing it for us
She it, it helps her understand you
And you like it, it you understand too
And I should walk away, it's getting hard to keep
When I'm all these stalkers, and my records aren't even gold
in slow, conserve the temper
Show these mother fuckers what microphone is meant for

Try not to curse, it hurts the
It proves that you a strong lack of better words
But nothing can replace a cut
Just turn up the and come face the front
They ain't to listen if you've got a lot to say
And some nothing, still a lot of pay
Man, I play, but I'm not gonna walk my way
Back to Coney Island just to catch a couple today
I myself as the governor
in front of the judge, like I wasn't fuckin her
Yes ma'am, no ma'am, get the program
Already had you bent the desk singin slow jams
Peace to the Molemen, Murs, Francis
else done the work, can take chances
First and the last months takes precedent
Other that, god bless the Fifth Element
Don't a fuck what ya'll think of Slug
Take your fangs out if you ain't blood
And it on that life you don't live
But talking says more about you than we kid

And now we gotta a little secret (don't we) in background as well]
And every I see you man, I'm gonna remember
You are not who you you were
You are not you wish you were right?
Do me a man, you hate me?
Just past me man, don't even acknowledge me
pretend I don't exist man, don't even look at me man
Ba-bam ba-bam-BAM

lyrics from song "BAM"]

We land on plate like a housefly
another face from the southside
The guy, all eyes on the tall small fry
While I try not to make doll cry
What you call "fly"? What you "fresh"

I guess I'm best left for in a breath
That was never by what's possessed
I need your help
Cause the on my shoulders won't fuck itself
And you're ready come around uptown
Up Up girl let strap down, put your strap down