Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid nice was
on my own since cut the umbelical chord
when i was born, witness to and scorn
ever since that happened, i was daily
didn't understand nothing but i'm
instead of being cool, my family on snapping
out shit 12 a nigga was rapping
my father died, the pain is
look in the mirror man, i see
touch my reflection, feels what i
the letter is written: stamped and
intoxicated, for spill
and i ain't never seen a gang making deals for
cover my and witness why
there's the time in the world and the to die

i trying to upset nobody
i'm trying to be me

everywhere i go man, people like "he's rapping?
yeah right man, you still gun clapping?
i'm on to bigger positive
to live out a dream
i'm the mvp, look at my
what y'all about the street games, you're just
em up. not trying to make a come-up
going to sleep at night to god
wishing that you had that bad bitch in arm
i'm that kid tryna things happen
up in the club, watching gangstas
and i'm that kid be steady rapping in the booth
out my demo and that's a hot 97 proof
and you don't wanna me, fuck are y'all on?
i go next to the next dude that put me on
and real, cause i'm only me
the k-i-d, not trying to the next og

relax ?
?
me and me, less them
in the pool of magical ones, i will not
not on the day or the warmest night
i'm free like a bird nigga, i should take
plain nigga, the one less hoes
even if i had that could dim light
off they would never look, read a book
know i'm semi-wrong, got 'em
now they know scott, and they i plot
trust hoes, they just wonder not
till i it, baby i love music, not
really no question, just lessons
at confessions, never preaching
real recognize through and lies
so, keep it music, baby it going steady
it won't be long, my niggas, till everybody