Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too many changes, you changed from greatness
Become a of yourself all for the paper regardless
The markets see you as a artist
The McCartneys past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest
Stay on path, stay on your craft
They want you to switch your lanes up so they can hate on your ass
What's in a What's in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's
I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this thing
'Cause I seen the greats do it with a great
What these kings have in common? They had women who
Malcolm needed Betty, I met queens who wasn't ready
They envy the of the greats
They don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they for ways
To feel what Sam felt, the hand Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, the cure, the antidote

A thousand milligrams, make sure you overdose
to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the cold
Cold gang, don't get exposed, stories get
You glamorize the game, it a glorious road
Rest in Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip
King shit, if it ain't fam, it don't mean shit
The cure, love all the
Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in Lord

the credits

Cuban link QB chain belong in the
So boomerang, you salute my twenty-seven
Rolls-Royce Brigade just it go with the moment
Pac's on the chain, got his medallion, I
Insinuate imitation I copied his stomach
Kings honor kings, from my pops to my son's shit
Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw
Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the twist
I'm studied like a by many
They give me looks of envy, I the Bentley
White like Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
On my Rick behavior
is school for the soul and I'm in life seven already
Life's simple but heavy, shit
Everything from sexy to deadly, I done been through shit
Still goin' deeper I grew a new inch on my dick
We looked at as a way of resolving our problems
My moms food, but some of my niggas was starving
And they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless
out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest
The scissor was sharper, my was on it
No fortune teller, just going off signs
Niggas often tell ya they
Without a word, just reading mind
needin' no nine
Corner executive in ghetto hell
Where yell especially over necklaces
lessons is karma
Whatever you dish out come back as or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit your grandkids for dishonor
That's generational curses, they said they the old Nas back
the Clue tapes for old verses
Messin' my homies' lives up, Nas will rise 'em up
Like they live enough, many lives I've touched
Can I get a
Can I get a
I need a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge
Party gangsters, gettin' right on some Bridge shit (Yeah)
MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit

Like Jabari, I'm on Bridge shit
live on
Kings forever

We go a lot
And wanna hear about what we go through
And that's too
Every man go through the same and Fridays
Same sun, moon, and
It's just how you like a man