Luyện nghe bài hát Hiatus

Two years, up
Still sleep, up
Girl gon up
right, cake up
Friends came, friends
Bullshit is
that, Hip Hop
Really not
Maybe my love died
Sober, above high
Slugs fly, eyes up, dry but still a thug
I cry til I can't cry no
my own nonsense I can't lie no more
Soul's dead, breathless I can't no more
Wheel's already fell off, I can't ride no
I guess I... pack up all of my belongings and troop it
You know it's beef when a smart get stupid
it's justified, rational nullified
He's shot 8 times, almost thought my brother died
See he was raised different, I know his mother
His arms tied, I'm tryna teach to touch the sky
But still wild
on by 40 cals
Was young never saw me wild, Robert Horry style
No why I picked up triggers to beef
I ever fist fought with niggas bigger than me
I never the one to try to grab shit in my reach
Incompliant, you have now witnessed the
I feel like life is all written, understand my
Got on my knees told God I had a plan he
I mean...
pass, no sleep
Cowards get a slow
Showered the whole week
Powerless freak
Thinkin' suicide
though, I'm scrutinized
nigga, do or die
Hood him crucified
on, fresh dressed
Model broads,
Phone calls, death
me what's the next step
What's
Whos
as usual
Gripping on my deuce
Either way a lose
All I is one mic
blades, gun fights
Grew no sun light
sons plight
If done right, won't and fail
I don't the path
I'm creating my own to a trial
No or reason
Nor reason to
No more for thought
Shit was seasoning
Now they counting my
Second guessing my fast
weapons of mass in when you question my passion
I live for
Not the and the fame
Got signed having the awnser then the question
Saying jump off don't right
Is blashphemous, right
I astound
is just what feelings sound like
So even though when I do it it's
For a while felt like I was music in vein
We don't view it the
I use it for
do it for change
I use it for
But keep your thing
Soundscans sky
Build all hype bout it
might cop it
This is just my
Maybe psychotic
Though labels try to it
is my antibiotic
So let me doing what dudes like
A nigga in the booth feeling then some new nikes
And I cruise like
No that!
I do it, I might lose my soul
Even though shit a nigga to his goal
Would defeat the purpose
Nahh that ain't what is
that would be worthless
Bars sounding
A much deeper then what you see on the surface
I rather resort back to purses
Finally understanding what the gift and the is
If I was more about a purchase
I would ya'll it's about to go down like bird shit
It takes courage, me urges
Words split and got caught up in label
And worse is
I've been in the circus
Up and the circuit
It's like herses
Sicker then the pedaphiles in the churches
ain't the type of shit I need fit for my verses
So lemme help understand mouse
Why try to fit in when you a stand
No album but the money ran out
Beside from rap I'm kinda on land now
I don't know where the game is
It's just been by Hurricane Chris
So niggas fathom what money and fame is
some niggas get it by using their stainless
Well some niggas get it the kid sustain in
Me!... I'm Joe I don't let it change shit