Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

My life, my
Makes me run away
no place to go
No to go
All the
an illusion like a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No matter how I try

Yeah, 03, I went plain filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can never a bitch
I to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may like it's some other shit
'Cause I'm not anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I earned
I'm doing I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, me maneuver
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better basic
is my recovery, my comeback, kid

My life, my
Makes me run away
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an like a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No matter how I try

While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sharpening my machete
on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To wolf down spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have bitches plu~gged in the
Motherfucking wall with three volts of electrucity
Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in
One of your eye sockets cause I you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this
Fuck letting up, you're end up rugretting you ever betted against me
Feels I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking just saying
"Mother fuck everybody that's up in bitch, but 50!"
this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
This is a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up it did?
Feels like I'm going again
And I might just my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I have never made Recovery, kid
I'm running in circles with

My life, my
Makes me wanna run
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion like a
Got to go
to run and hide
No how hard I try

I haven't been fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like forty records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me,
I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a
Try to say this classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
Wrap head up in plastic, pussy
Now the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad
Never gonna end, now we one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart of hate
Accept it, it
This a gift, God-given, the air in the lungs
Of every fucking livin'

My life, my
Makes me wanna run
no place to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion like a
Got to go
to run and hide
No how hard I try