Luyện nghe bài hát American Beauty

Yo, it's night I can't sleep
My pens beggin' me to rhymes, Cory's a felony despite time
I erase the urge on the tip of my
I taste the words a story is born, my glorious

Hip hop cannot me for long
I know her last man her, I can't refuse her
Alotta used her, treated her like shit even confused her
She had now she sellin' it all for cash

When Marley had her, her face was pure body fatter
Primo treated her good, made her the queen in my
She used to be out in Queens DMC
And on the rooftop Big, Fritz, and R.P.

She was fly she kept her shit
Yo, if he didn't go to jail dun, she mighta been Rick's wife
Disappeared a few years, she was on death row
Dre had her on anotha in the west coast

She met a lame with a drug dealer name
He had a lot for a while, then his style changed
You know the wisdom is reflected the when its manifested
If not fed in due time the is anorexic

You the message
I know I'm gettin' to deep for some, uncut raw, the beat numb
Back to the subject in hand, I her and said I miss her
fuckin' with my fake crew 'cuz they dissed her

Then along came the R, her of her essence
Rza said she like a blessin' her with lessons
She was stressed she missed Pac
She still crying B.I.G. died askin', "When will this shit stop?"

I love her like a mother, my path
She even overlooked the fact my criminal past
And stayed with me in jail beyond gates passed
No is she lettin' niggas fuck her just for cash
What's her dun?