Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

[Joe
Whatever to that?
Joey!
Seems like I buy a weed bag (so easily sidetracked!)
I think it mighta been next
been next month, shit (Joey!)

Look, I wanna make money
But sometimes I ain't motivated; I think it's overrated
Sometimes I'm thinkin I wasn't to make it
But what I show is basic, I poker-face it (what else?)
Sometimes I make music
Sometimes I think it's just
So y'all hear a lot of new shit
Clueless, dependin on what my is (ohh!)
I wanna dress down
I mean I wanna let up, but be let down
I'm so sidetracked
I just lost my train of thought, but besides
I wanna stop somebody and it real
But know that they'll 'fore I tell 'em how I feel
I wish I how it'd feel
I I needed somethin from the store (like what?)
Got a call that I ignored, my day is hectic
I'm overwhelmed with thoughts, a message
This Saturday I, on goin shoppin for my kid
Wanna smoke, no cig's, I'm like "Where the the store?"
Got a migraine, but I that I was sick
Cause these jeans don't seem to lay right my kicks
And this'll be the time I buy this brand
I try this brand - oh shit, the bitch called me
She seems like the perfect to cheat with
Sleep with, I bet she can keep a secret
I turned the on, and heard a beat sick
I can kill that shit better than he did
Sometimes I be so analytical (why?!)
no audience, so who am I a critic to? (nobody)
I'm so sidetracked
I just lost my of thought, but besides that
I spent years tryin to out why is that
Beat of my thrown off by a hi-hat (ohh!)
I hit the club, get a outfit
But fuck that, the ain't about shit
That no longer gets me up, it don't arouse (why?)
See I'm on my in the house shit
I've lost so relationships
(Tell me) Is it, just I don't relate to shit?
Me I (me I) I hate ignorance so
I'm prayin for niggaz that didn't much
Maybe our whole generation was raised
I'm only responsible for me, I gotta stay
I'm so sidetracked
I just my train of thought, but besides that
I spent tryin to figure out why is that
... Why? But that

Uh uhh, I'm so sidetracked!
Uhh, on nigga, I spent years tryin to figure out why is that
I mean, I'm so easily sidetracked
Fuck is on?

Yo, cig's still unlit, lookin a pic of a man
On my way to kill the nigga 'til the died (uhh)
Or a lie, I'm just hogtied
Got frog eyes, cause chick a phatty walked by
Nice complexion, tan
And so behind her I ran 'til I seen her was a man
(So) In the street I stand, with my in hand
For what reason, I remember beefin
to self on my hand, "Get even!"
But I don't remember re-venge
Now anybody toward me I'm reachin
Leg - (so) fuck it
I'll retrace my steps the path of my blood leakin
Led me to Juan's house which I visit every
To my knowledge, me and him speakin