Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher 2

Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a nigga
Eat for a livin (watcher)
how I live for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
[Verse Jay-Z]
Things just ain't the same for
But I'm a too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers they bangers
all sorts of twisted shit with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home or manners
I was doin this when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams you, knew what a hand that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you knew what hard white to was
I was hittin the turnpike, with the bammers
I was with my hands, cuss aight with them hammers
I was prickin my 'fore you knew what a Fam was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a was
Three hundred mill' later, now you us
Y'all see us comin through Vegas
You ever seen so much cham' bust in one
Grand up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, fuckin with whom?
me to be taught
You cowards is just now learnin the shit we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a speed Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came the door
"Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this BITCH!
You disrespect us cause you got a little check cut
You was suckin for so long, fuckin your little up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little
You think you Hugh Hefner, you 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 like what I sing
they know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T 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 your on me
I feel you me
But it ain't to see that you can't see me
You try, but you think you saw
what you thought you saw
You off not lookin at all
(Everywhere that I go, ain't the as befo')
(People I to know, just don't know me no mo')
(But that I go, I got people I know)
(Who got people they know, so I you lay low)
[Verse Two: Dr.
I'm still on top of the
droppin flames, still cock and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
over setbacks, there's been a lot I came
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum when it dropped, how I got the pain
When I roll and shock, they me reclaim
the streets, they made a special for my name
Dre, haters stop to my reign
But the music lives in me, every drop in my
The pride and the
All the way from the rise of my name
See the world clear the eyes of the mane
See the world chear for the rhymes I gave
When the beat bangs drive them insane
The eyes that I
The best to emerge in the game is The

[Verse Rakim]
I'm "Rated R," my contains graphics thangs
It turn traumatic into addicts, and fiends
like, watchin a movie through a panoramic screen
Which means, I can see the whole in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter
Some take the crack and chop it, but those haven't got it
take away the added profit, catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and I'll sit and watch it
New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is mine and can't keep it from me
Yo, my neighborhood is sunny
In the place where the number one of death is money
You can try
I've seen enough shit to leave your frame of broken
I'm alive and scopin
Be another hundred years 'til my close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, the watcher