Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars [Explicit]

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

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 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, ain't gon' be the same
The incredible album, what an outcome
I the mic and then talk to the people like I'm Malcolm
I used to think the and money was the motivation
Until I toured the world and met the people face to and
that the power was harnessed in that basement
It about the money and notoriety
about the people and making a difference in society
But get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a movie
The Godfather, the Goodfella an Uzi
One with the people, if the people is who's he?
Same level, the same rebel that never
strings like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you me and I still ain't answered
Cause is different now, it's forced upon me
Different
I used to spend all my conversing with you
But now I write this to let you know I'm hurting with you
Shit is too big, but be honest, man
It's kinda bittersweet, besides the shows and meet and greets only see me on the street
And then, that shit is rare—I just don't go outside
Cause honestly I don't with this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I be filled with pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard different someone lied
People in my ear me, "Talk that shit"
Actions louder than words, I'd rather walk 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 sold out shows in parts of the world I pronounce
Release the tickets, watch them disappear we announce
Fuck all murderous syllable shit right now
Just let me
The mood around me is people smokin' that by the
Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a grand
Don't fuck with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in
You know my week looking crazy due to high demand
Cause people buy music in this day and age
buy the brand
There's ups and downs, get me wrong
But back when I ain't shit
Felt like I would've sold my soul to make it this rap shit
Thank God he let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me it by workin' hard and busting my ass
Achieved a lot in life, but what's a lot with to gain?
At least I don't drink to the hurt, we call that Champagne

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