Luyện nghe bài hát You Played Yourself

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What's up? My is Sean, nice to meet ya
So brings you backstage in this theatre?
Oh you're in the crew plays first
I shoulda noticed all four of y'all of wore the same
I bet you got a of your work right
what's up} Can you leave it with my merch guy?
Well word up, good luck
And don't forget to drink water, and cup that mic, huh
Do me a favour and stay from Ant's beer
No you bring your fans back here
Nah I'm straight, you can keep your drugs in
Keep em in the alley out back the club
And drop the
Why you acting like that little sticky pass is some kinda of passage dude
rapping till you get discovered
But better believe it's time we ever see each other

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Cause you played
Uh yeah, of I remember you man, uh, how you been man? How you doin man?
You yourself
They told me you tried to pick a fight with your own DJ
You played
Nah I see you're set man, I was, I was sleeping on the bus
You played
Uh yeah, go talk to that guy, him, he'll give you some tickets, word

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New York, at the Bowery getting
Grayskul, P.O.S. and Fillmore Brown
My time touring with a live band
hide all the fear behind the mic stand
I just to move around and keep it versatile
But some kid took it personal
I stopped my set, yo what you yellin
your middle up calling me sell out
Then security rushed him a gang fight
Wait, kick him out, man it ain't right
But they wasn't listening to
I'm just an artist on the stage, they really give a fuck
So I finished up my set
Ran out the door to see if I could catch him
And he was, mad and drunk
So I gave him his money and sent him off a hug

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Man you played
Man you can barely stand up, you trynna me names, punk
You yourself
I understand, I understand dude, I was just you when I was 15 years old
You played
about, you ain't The Roots, you ain't The Roots, why you got a band man?
You yourself
Do me a favour, throw my CDs, I don't want you stupid fans

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Girl please, don't treat me like you a toy
You wouldn't look if I was the pizza boy (nope)
You ain't got to flash me your ass and
I'd rather fantasise you're a rap advocate
Look around, you see all these
They came for the music, you came for the
The game is degrading
Got me cornered at the bar to your ratings
I'm too old for the trap
Go wiggle cleavage at the opening act, huh
Plus you smell like a bucket of
I never put my meat sauce up in that pasta
The over, so why you waiting by the bus
I'm supposed to be impressed with the basics
You believe that I don't want to see you naked
But I'm not hanging out, take care and stay kid

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You played
actually I have heard somebody say that to me before
You played
You I can clearly see your clitoris through your jeans
You played
Look you are to my son's age than, than you are to mine
You yourself
Look, look, the li, the living legends are there, right over there, go over there!