Luyện nghe bài hát Ether II

Fuck
up niggas, ay yo
I know you ain't talkin' me dog
You, what? Fuck
You been on my dick
You my style, nigga
Jay-Z"

(I)
Fuck your soul like ether
(Will)
Teach you the king you you
(Not)
"God's son", the belly
(Lose)
I you lost already

Brace yourself for the main
Y'all waitin'
It's like an AIDS test, the results?
Not positive, who's the Pac, Nas and Big

Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out,
I y'all with napalm
Blows up, no guts, chest, face gone
How could Nas be
Semi-autos at cartilage

Burner at the of your dome, come outta my throne
I got this, locked since
I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't
Gave y'all chapters but now I my eyes on the Judas
With Sophie fame, kept my name in his music, check it

(I)
Fuck with your soul like
(Will)
you the king you know you
(Not)
"God's son", across the
(Lose)
I prove you already

Ay yo, me the weed
Pour my ashes out on niggas man
(No doubt)
Ay, y'all faggots, y'all
And kiss the fuckin'

(I)
Fuck with your soul like
(Will)
Teach you the you know you
(Not)
"God's son", across the
(Lose)
I prove you lost

I've been fucked over, left for dead, and forgotten
Luck ran out, they hoped I'd be gone, stiff and rotten
Y'all just on me, shit on me, spit on my grave
Talk about me, laugh behind my but in my face

Y'all some "Well wishers", friendly actin', hidin' snakes
With your hands out for my money, man, how can I take?
When these streets keep callin', it when I was sleep
That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted

Started cockin' up my weapon, slowly loadin' up this
To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can
This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound
When KRS made an album called Blueprint

First, ya man, then you got the nerve
To say that you than Big
Dick lips, won't you let the late, great veteran live
(I not lose)
"God's son" across the belly, I you lost already
The king is back, my crown at?
(Ill Will)
Ill Will rest in peace, let's do it

(I)
with your soul like ether
(Will)
Teach you the king you you
(Not)
"God's son", the belly
(Lose)
I prove you already

Y'all niggas deal with emotions bitches
What's sad is I love you you're my brother
You traded soul for riches
My child, I've watched you grow up to be

And now I like a proud dad, watchin' his only son that made it
You seem to be only concerned dissin' women
you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?
Well, life is hard, hug me, don't me

Or make records to me, blatant or indirectly
In '88 you was gettin' chased through your
Callin' my and I ain't even give you my numbers
All I did was gave you a style for you to run

Smilin' in my face, to break bread with the God
Wearin' Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no
No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no
Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin' little Chase

You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a
I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate
You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' it out, you tryna' get brolic?
Ask me if I'm tryna' kick

Nah, I'm tryna' the shit you need to learn though
That ether, that shit that your soul burn slow
Is he Dame Diddy, Dame or Dame Dummy?
Oh, I get it, you Biggie and Puffy

Rockafeller of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
And that's the guy y'all chose to name company after?
Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock
And now y'all try to take my spot,

Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot,
In a pine box nine shots from my glock, fellas
Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her
What you think, you gettin' girls now of your looks?

Negro please, you no mustache havin', whiskers like a rat
Compared to Beans you
And your man stabbed Un and made you take the
You ass, went Jaz to hangin' with Caine, to Herb, to Big

And, Eminem murdered you on your own
You a dick-ridin' faggot, you the attention
niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons
Ha, R O C get gunned up and quick

J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped
Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped
Shaun to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz dick
So shorty's gettin' gunned up and clapped quick

How much of Biggie's rhymes is gon' out your fat lips?
Wanted to be on every last one of my
You pop shit, apologize, nigga, just ask