Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Be Like This)

Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be this, be like this
shoulda told me it would be like this

Yeah, is a balance
You lose your grip, you can slip into an
No doubt you see these niggas
Ego in charge of move, he's a star
And we can't look
Due to the days he caught our hearts
He's apart, but we deny it
that half-ass shit he dropped, we always buy it
When he tell us he a genius but it's lately
It's been hard for him to look into the mirror
There was a time when this nigga was my hero,
That's the reason why his from grace is hard to take
'Cause I him when he said his shit was purer and he
The type of nigga he real but all around him's fake
The women, the dickriders, you know, the yes men
with the balls to say somethin' to contest him
So he grows out of
Into the person that he truly was all along, it's startin' to
Damn, wonder what
Maybe it's my fault for niggas
off the words they be rappin'
But come to find out, these niggas don't even write shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then they bite the
Damn, that's I get for lyin' to myself
Well, fuck it, what's more is he's cryin' out for help
the world's eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And playin' his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, prophets

Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be this, be like this
shoulda told me it would be like this
False
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Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
Be like this, be like
Somebody told me it would be like this
Yeah, false

I got a homie, he a rapper and he win bad
He the fame, the acclaim, the respect that's been had
By all the legends, so time I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him, the is depressing
And I he so bitter he can't see his own blessings
Goddamn, nigga, you too blind to see you got fans,
And a platform to make a classic rap
To change a nigga's life, but you too anxious living
Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't fucking did it
I write what's in my heart, don't give a fuck who fucking it
But in a I can relate, the need to be great
into an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, people observe the dedication
stirs in you constantly, but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the or is there more to me?
Do I want these niggas to worship me? False

shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this, be this
Somebody told me it would be like this
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be like this, be like
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
Yeah, prophets

rappers insecure
They talk being a man so much
I finally understand that they ain't sure
'Bout who they are and why do this
Guess I'm included in that
As a nigga who done had the
My highest moments come from telling all the saddest
I've in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that raise the on my arms
My lowest moments came trying too hard
To some niggas that couldn't care if I'm on
Therefore from on out, my hair grow out
I care nothin' bout
I wanna give like the fountains you throw pennies in
Hit the store, take your diss, make your
This is to the ones
Who listen to me on faithful shit
I'm on some thankful
But the god is in you, not the music you copping
I my old shit and I know I can top it
prophets

Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
shoulda told me it would be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
False