Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher 2

Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a livin
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 shoot these
All of rap singers claimin they bangers
Doin all sorts of twisted shit they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no trainin or manners
I was doin this when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams 'fore you, knew what a hand hand was
the vans, radars, the scanners
'Fore you knew what white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, with the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss with them hammers
I was prickin my finger 'fore you knew a Fam was
I had it out 'fore you knew what a plan was
Three hundred later, now you understand us
Y'all see us comin through Vegas
You ever seen so cham' bust in one night
Grand fucked up one
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in room, y'all fuckin with whom?
Allowed me to be
You cowards is just now learnin the that we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," me in this BITCH!
You disrespect us cause you got a little check cut
You was for so long, fuckin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few bitches
You you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew for you midgets, I gave life to the game
only right I got the right to be king
Niggaz that got life really like what I
Cause they know is he really like, niggaz feel my
Know the I DON'T write be the illest shit that's ever been recited
in the word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past nigga the future, proper
The trinity of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his BUT that's where it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Hurts]
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 what you you saw
You off not lookin at all
(Everywhere I go, ain't the same as befo')
(People I used to know, don't know me no mo')
(But everywhere that I go, I got I know)
(Who got people know, so I suggest you lay low)
[Verse Two: Dr.
I'm still on top of the
Still droppin flames, still and aim
at the top had the Roc for the fame
over setbacks, there's been a lot since I
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum it dropped, how I got through the pain
I roll and shock, they watched me reclaim
the streets, made a special spot for my name
Dre, haters wanna to my reign
But the music lives in me, every in my veins
The and the pain
All the way back from the rise of my
See the world through the eyes of the mane
See the world chear for the that I gave
When the beat it'll drive them insane
The eyes that I
The to emerge in the game is The Watcher

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