Luyện nghe bài hát Introspective

I killed her with the now I'm bringing her life
Prestige is an illusion people to lose sight
I will always be cory, youngest child of
My brown eyes the pure ferocity

I the E, held my first heat with curiosity
with it, rep with it, streets empower me
I came from curses, cuffs, and pumas
To slums as visual as James Evans Jr

I a criminal when few though I wasn't
My shot wounds, my birthmarks a thug injustice and with the
The quarters not I question my purpose in life
It must be to write, son I'm determined
I child of the like a very young Sherman
Bread not molding, the upholding

Unwritten of those behind walls closed in, picture me rolling
But don't at me differently on the strength that I'm holding
This is mega you never my chain got stolen
I like Randy Johnson
Dudes needed work I assist Magic Johnson

Before rap my name was in the projects
We took the block and props of gram cooked
The rap game a gon' come like Sam Cook
And big didn't give the crown up and means

His unwilling departure still makes him
Cormega, forever still born in bedstuy, never ran never will
My life is very real a tri-beam couldn't measure my
Or true meaning who wanna bring it, I'm right