Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

(*talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
Summer 2005 nigga,

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind 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 look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the of that, since no one spit a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's more
Gimmick have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is more than that, like Iraq when the in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the get em
After the baptism, the in the black hit em
No need for that gat, fact is the raps kill em
Live your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the
at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think that you could be me
Destiny couldn't me, I move and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big
What you if you're choosing, to jump into the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and it into a bruising nigga

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

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, rappers be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, niggaz'll never vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to
Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make remember Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
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 don't me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type that'll me
You don't like me me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight, and you don't like me then write me
I concerned, with any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack like gum
I got enough tongue twisters, to make the turn
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, Chamillitary

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