Luyện nghe bài hát Spastic (50 Cent Diss)

I observed this, short term Curtis
His soul he let record execs
were nervous but now they're wordless
This bitch 50 I spit that rips out his cervix
Truth is you only one hot LP
Smell me? Now you niggas dead me
This is the tenth shell I'm inserting ya dome
Sitting on the throne yet still I murk u wit the
Homes I got gold and platinum, test your
U gettin manicures, thug life ain't glamorous
You niggas is phony, dissin everybody on Ja's
you ain't hip hop nigga pop is your proper genre
Lames should your name to The Temptations
Diss Nas you get faded, couldn't see me LASIX/
They say I'm em hell but this shit is a hotter climate/
Burnin internal, inferno nigga it's Nastradamus/

Magmatic, my flow is purely heat
You thought Nas was kufis and pies
I'm illmatic, in this rap shit
You niggas fit to spit my ad-libs

Niggas slept on me, is the rude awakening
Niggas act like insecure gettin facelifts
It's still Escobar, who set the bar for
Never dropped the now u niggas wantin war
No love, I throw slugs, like dro roll up
More than the POTUS
You tried to rob but you could never the god
On tour wit Braveharts my ass for cheese
like a rat, nigga please
Even you never twisted trees
Told JMJ that Nas was your
Records sold was zero, before the
And that's a faggot, you got ya act backwards
I'm spastic, in the streets like jackhammers

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