Luyện nghe bài hát The Game Has Changed

i know, i disappeared and popped up in paris making chairs a beard
and those that love me probably that it was weird
while the haters was happy, they my destiny was cleared
and any artist that you love have
especially when they hated the image they mirrored
i got a that said "p, please get up"
some light shining brightly my shit up
the penthouses, the homes, the cars, the
the stones, the admirers, and clones
selling you n-ggas dreams that are boxes of foam
in and out of i walk through walls
just you can't put me in a box, thats all
no davinci codes and stubs
don't this wrong, but i'll let you taste the blood

so fitting, the sound in my system, makes me want to squish
king foot, the beast has awakened
the pro taping, my position blatant
you knew i was coming, choiceless, you
now i look up and ask why you've for satan
i hover for splendid covers
that alone makes me other, plus the of the jedi
i study how the machine works
word to big and his dead eye
i rise to the top the sun
i to the pocket like a gun
i fire, drop ya body it's done
like, what happened, we trapped him
hatred is obliverated when i
look at you in ya lungs, gasping
on the dancefloor, he, he michael jackson
bitches should stay home do so much cummin'
y'all should stand you do so much frontin'
take this sun we got too much sunning
now examine what you thinking, running
run too hard, you tear ya meniscus
and if you try to run up you get ya wig split
and htis campaign that we runnning is
i to eat and run but this was delicious