Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

Oh I, I just in your arms tonight
It been something you said
I just died in your tonight (X3)
1
Pop died, didnt cry, didnt know him well
Between him doin heroin and me doin crack
Put that in an egg shell, standin at the
Rather the church, to be hurt
Wouldnt work, so a was all on my face
Like damn that mans face is just like my
So Pop I forgive you for all the shit that I lived
It all your fault hommie, you got caught
And to pen game, a fault
That Uncle Ray Lost, My big brothers and so many I saw
Im just glad we got to see other, Talk and remeet each other
Save a place in heaven to the time we meet foreva-eva
(X3)
2
(Feel my truth)
Music business me 'cause the industry aint make me
Hustlers and embrace me in the music I be makin
I down from a audience to double my dollas
They criticize me for all yet they all yell
The skillz hold truth be
I be lyrically Talib Kweli
Truthfully I to rhyme like common sense
(but I did 5 mil) I aint been rhymin common since
When you sense got that much in And youve been hustlin since
Your in ception for what perception, go with makes sense
Since I know Im up against
We as rappers must decide most Important
And I cant the poor if Im one of them
So I got and gave back, to me thats the win win
So next time you see the hommie and his spin
Just know that my mind is working just like
(X2)

Whoo uh cheyeah uh (young) cheyeah hahaha
I keep looking for I cant get
Broken hearts are all me
And I see an easy way to get out of this
(turn the music up the lights down Im in my zone)
3
(Feel my truth)
Speakers on the tears when no tears should
'cause he was on the block those squares get off
See in my inner circle all we do is
Till we all got triangles on our
He is just rappin for the platinum yall
I recall 'cause Ive been there before
scores and 7 years ago the papers flow, paper war
I should fear no man, you dont me though
These words just here to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My balls and my words is I have
Whatcha gonna do to me Nigga, scars or
Whatcha box me hommie, I can dodge your jab
Three shots couldnt touch me, thank god for
Im strong enough to carry Biggie on my back
And the whole B.K. nigga holla
(X4)