Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid nice was
on my own since cut the umbelical chord
i was born, witness to divorce and scorn
ever since that happened, i was torn
understand nothing but i'm happy
instead of being cool, my family kept on
cool out shit 12 a was rapping
my father died, the pain is
look in the man, i see real
touch my reflection, feels what i
the is written: stamped and sealed
intoxicated, for spill
and i never seen a gang making deals for deals
cover my mind and why
there's the time in the world and the to die

i ain't trying to upset
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 things
trying to live out a
i'm the mvp, look at my
what know about the street games, you're just
em up. not trying to make a come-up
going to at night praying to god
wishing that you had bad bitch in your arm
i'm kid tryna make things happen
up in the club, watching clapping
and i'm that kid that be steady in the booth
throw out my and that's a hot 97 proof
and you don't wanna me, fuck are y'all on?
i go next to the next that wanna put me on
and that's real, i'm only me
the k-i-d, not trying to become the og

relax ?
?
more me and me, less
in the pool of ones, i will not swim
not on the hottest day or the night
i'm like a bird nigga, i should take flight
plain nigga, the one less hoes
even if i had jewels could dim light
off they would never look, rather a book
i'm semi-wrong, got 'em shook
now they know scott, and they know i
don't trust hoes, they just not
till i abuse it, i love music, not
really ain't no question, just
at confessions, false preaching
real recognize deception and lies
so, it music, baby keep it going steady
it won't be long, my niggas, everybody witness