Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars

If dealing war, backwards stay far
We're with truths and rights
Come some more into my

Yeah, in London to Rhetorik 'bout my life and shit
I the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life and rearranged
No matter what happens, everything gon' be the same
The incredible album, an incredible outcome
I the mic and then talk to the people like I'm Malcolm
I used to the fame and money was the motivation
Until I toured the and met the people face to face and
Understood the power was harnessed in that basement
It ain't about the money and
It's about the people and making a in society
But don't get it twisted, this life I'm is like a movie
The Godfather, the wielding an Uzi
One with the people, if the is wondering who's he?
Same level, the same rebel that never
strings like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I still answered
Cause shit is different now, it's upon me
Different
I used to spend all my time with you
But now I write this song to let you know I'm with you
Shit is too big, but be honest, man
It's bittersweet, besides the shows and meet and greets y'all only see me on the street
And even then, that shit is rare—I don't go outside
Cause I don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I be filled with pride"
I ain't perfect, if you heard different then someone lied
People in my ear telling me, "Talk shit"
Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather that shit
Since the first
I'm one of the earners on the label
Within six months I put the second one on table
I've played out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce
Release the tickets, watch them when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable shit now
Just let me
The mood around me is smokin' that by the ounce
Leave Friday for the show and back Monday with a hundred grand
Don't fuck with checks, so I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my week looking crazy due to high demand
Cause people don't buy in this day and age
They buy the
ups and downs, don't get me wrong
But when I ain't have shit
Felt I would've sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me it by workin' hard and busting my ass
Achieved a lot in life, but a lot with more to gain?
At least I don't drink to the hurt, we call that Champagne

Come some more my sight
Come some into my sight...