Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher 2

Jeah. uhh. it's I do for a livin nigga
Eat for a nigga (watcher)
how I live for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
One: Jay-Z]
Things just ain't the same for
But I'm a little too famous to these pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin they
Doin all sorts of twisted shit with fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home or manners
I was doin this shit when you was shittin
I was movin them grams 'fore you, knew what a that hand was
the vans, radars, the scanners
'Fore you what hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, aight with the
I was nice with my hands, cuss aight them hammers
I was my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam was
I had it out 'fore you knew what a plan was
hundred mill' later, now you understand us
Y'all ain't see us through Vegas
You seen so much cham' bust in one night
Grand fucked up one
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, y'all with whom?
me to be taught
You is just now learnin the shit that we talk
You niggaz ain't know about a Robb
a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't how to floss 'til I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," me in this BITCH!
You can't disrespect us cause you got a little cut
You was for so long, fuckin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little
You think you Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the
It's only right I got the to be king
Niggaz that got life really what I sing
Cause they is he really like, niggaz feel my pain
Know the shit I write be the illest shit that's ever been recited
in the game to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past present the future, proper
The holy trinity of is us
We give, Dre his BUT that's where it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Truth
I know, you got eyes on me
I feel you me
But it hard to see that you can't see me
You try, but what you you saw
Ain't you thought you saw
You bed-da off not at all
(Everywhere that I go, ain't the as befo')
(People I to know, just don't know me no mo')
(But everywhere I go, I got people I know)
(Who got they know, so I suggest you lay low)
Two: Dr. Dre]
I'm still on top of the
Still droppin flames, cock and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
over setbacks, there's been a lot since I
You seen it all, how I got, how I
The momentum when it dropped, how I got the pain
When I roll and shock, they watched me
the streets, made a special spot for my name
Dre, haters wanna stop to my
But the music lives in me, every drop in my
The pride and the
All the way back from the rise of my
See the world through the eyes of the mane
See the chear for the rhymes that I gave
When the bangs it'll drive them insane
The that I played
The best to emerge in the game is The

[Verse Rakim]
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It turn traumatic into addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie through a panoramic
means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter
Some take the crack and chop it, but that haven't got it
take away the profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I keep it
The world is mine and can't nobody keep it me
Yo, my neighborhood is never
In the place where the one cause of death is money
You can try
I've seen enough shit to leave your frame of mind
I'm still alive and
Be another years 'til my skies close in
And I'ma die my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]