Luyện nghe bài hát Rasta Imposter

What you got to do it? What the fuck you talkin about?
What the fuck you got to do with it? You stupid You stupid?
Did you see that video, nigga? Fuck wrong with Like you don't,
you don't know what you go to do with it. Like fuckin insane or
something. (You wack ass nigga)
(laughing in background)
[Verse
Y'all is weak, y'all starstruck niggas think shit is sweet
That signal bullshit is dead up in the street
Heard that garbage jam, made me reminisce
On when heard your man's shit and went to take up his
Jealous faggot man I'm richer than y'all
When I my desertees, I'm picturin y'all
On the streets of where I was raised and born, hardcore
And stood on every corner like a liquor
Clips full of hollowtips, follow lips
Aimin at your clique and make em cough up my
Bitch, ya wanna see if I'm ill?
Wanna see how many rappers can be killed, how much can spill?
When I inject this lyrical drill, if I can't do it, the

Tell nigga to tell his man to tell that nigga
I send the wolves to kill that
If you wanna know why, its I'm still that nigga
Michael Jordan of all this rap shit, the trigger
What the You on a mission to self-destruct
And have the nerve to let the chickenhead model
Your swervin nigga, better the white lines
up on the sidewalk, off course, read the sign
I'm so ill, niggas is so wack
Your whole crew is such, lack the hard impact
Far as man go, I got young niggas that wanna get him
Treat him like a Philly, and split'im

L.L. don't lose niggas, we can do it you choose nigga
One on one or round up the nigga
But Can-I-Blast you out your shoes
You know the nigga!

[Verse
Queens shit, give me cream so I can grab my
Sew shit, what the fuck y'all niggas workin with?
Backwards, ass-jerk, jumpin up out the
my meat, tryin to critique my physique
A real nigga wouldn't mention my lips
Can't you went there, no I know you a bitch
Sugar-coated nigga, deep-throated
Young guns a pull before they quote a nigga
Yeah, I wrote it nigga for all my real live devoted
I'm a true and lyrically ill poet nigga
So what you bout? That shits supposed to be hot?
Y'all niggas on the warpath, y'all takin over my
I think not, matter of your not aloud to rap no more
And if you hear in the club sneak out the backdoor
And if you bumpin in your ride make sure windows is up
and tint's passed the limit
So don't know a faggot's in it!
I'm L.L. and I did to you
Teflon waitin for every nigga runnin you
Rhymes hit you, lace you up again and you
Niggas ain't official why Mom Dukes miss you
Tell man bring it on, I'm only gettin warm
Never die, never quit, and my long
Punk ass crab nigga, talkin bout his
Constantly involvin my name that bullshit!
Why I diss you? You up in the ring
Ice in the video like you the next Don King
And tell man I know he got some lyrics in the stash
But I'm the that ever did it, now get this motheruckin ass
Mic's too hot to hold, leave it in the
So I can describe the picture with hands
You must not who's in command
I got all the flavor, but y'all is mad bland

[Verse
I'll cut your fuckin off and leave it on your mom's dresser
pay the pope a hundred thou to go and bless her
You test a lyrical teacher and professor?
I bet niggas fall off now that your under pressure
I don't stress ya, yet still I check ya
Extort niggas for gettin fucked up, and inspect ya
Fuck wrong you nigga? You can't do nothin to me
If I put a in you on the low, you'd probably try to sue me
girl blew me, I said "Now!" She said "Do me"
Bust a nut in her face on tape to let the see
Can't put dirt roll, nigga poppin
Underestimantin what Queens do for chips
I originated all shit
The ice, the champagne, the on the dick
really don't apply to you crabs in a barrel
Mic's my staff you a message like Pharaoh
Leave it or get swallowed in the sea
The King of Hiphop is something you could be
My crown never see, I'll rule forever, G
I'll be goin platinum when you a memory
I'm the double L, capital C, O
With the upside down jakes slayin the clown
What the wrong wit y'all niggas? You out your mind nigga?
You better try to go beg Lauryn to come back or
wrong with you?