Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
Summer nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to her
She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to a fella
The villain's born, dark storms that's my of weather
gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that they should die it
Some of my fans they like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, since no one spit a rap
I told 'em I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's fact
rappers have heart attacks,
when you tell 'em that God is
The is more than that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the get em
After the baptism, the black in the hit em
No need for gat, cause fact is the raps kill em
Live your life like a mockery, niggaz see the prophecy
Stare at a of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
how could you possibly, think that you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could bring it back, not only but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Houston
The and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big illusion
you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the confusion
You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm out here in these streets, and I see these old
Record labels to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so instead of Controversy Sells we gon it up
2005, "The Sound of Revenge"

Then said on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause be acting homo
in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you
Hey red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, to panic
Put ya on, you better go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, like he the type that'll snipe me
You like me invite me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight,
and you don't like me write me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of like gum germs
I got enough twisters, to make the tongue turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the rap nigga and if you beg to differ
to the mic, and spit some'ing sicker nigga
Ha-ha, mayn