Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

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

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to her
She shoulda the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms that's my kind of
gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, they should die it yella
of my fans they look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, no one spit a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm Jehova's brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it more fact
Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is than that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em
After the baptism, the in the black hit em
No for that gat, cause fact is the raps kill em
Live your life a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper trying to see
I could bring it back, not only force-ably but
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and 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
labels trying to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so instead of Controversy we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

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

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