Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars [Explicit]

If you're dealing war, stay far
We're dealing truths and rights
some more into my sight

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

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