Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

My life, my
Makes me wanna run
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 trust a
I tried to help niggas get on, they around and spit
Right in my face, so and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
'Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a
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
no place to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No matter how I try

While you were sipping your own getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sharpening my machete
on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say spaghett-even?
I you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's the buginning
He's buggin' again, he's thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip vocal chords out and have them bitches plu~gged in the
Motherfucking wall with three volts of electrucity
Now the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in each
One of eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my in this shit
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up rugretting you betted against me
Feels I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about just
"Mother fuck everybody that's up in bitch, but 50!"
'Cause this is all I know, this is why so 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 this bubble, oh I it's bubble wrap
is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would up like it did?
like I'm going psycho again
And I just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I have never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in with

My life, my
Makes me run away
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 been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records, people what I did
this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm to go crazy
I'll do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a
Try to say this ain't classic, get ass kicked mad quick
your head up in plastic, pussy
Now the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
tragic, it's sad it's
Never end, now we number 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 thing

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