Luyện nghe bài hát What Up Cousin

up cousin, how are you feelin'?,
I heard that you been raised high the ceilin',
makin music, I hope you feel it,
but now i got a couple things i gota deal with,
soo up cousin...

how you been,
it is, homie?
without you here, your family feel
but it's all good cousin, we carry on
although it so unfair your gone
people nowadays neva focus on the
cause life nows only good the guap is big
talkin shit, hatin for no reason,
haters is stupid...baby my ,leave'em
so confused they all up bout this dumb shit
Lisa said she love it and the other shit is
so ima my time here worth it, real god for you
lookin' like theres nothin I couldn't do
and theres nothin i wouldnt do to bring you back
poetry, heart an soul singin rap, i've been thinkin i
found my passion bout the future in an old school fashion

up cousin, how are you feelin'?,
I heard that you been high above the ceilin',
makin music, I hope you feel it,
but now i got a things that i gota deal with,
soo up cousin...

they say my style different, im just like ery body else
they say my pitches gota change up, but all people is
just cause they dont know how to love theyself
mad when bring my name up
an its unfortunate cause im just here comin the heart
shit, i'm tryna find somethin for the market
an i aint sayin that i'm the worst hardships, but
my life no walk in the park, its been a shark pit,
dark with no harvest, drivin in a car but cant find a place to it
i got some people i really need to talk with,
that been what got this shit started
theres some people that i havn't said goodbye to
but my life gota go on, an it dont that we forget
because we dedicate our lives to, thats why I wrote this song

up cousin, how are you feelin'?,
I that you been raised high above the ceilin',
makin music, I hope you feel it,
but now i got a couple things that i deal with,
soo up cousin...

shits real out there, aint nobody playin'
I got some an some druggies that i hang around
erry body does their own and you can find me
on the corner money when its snowing,
i sell a lil weed, get my fat
but i talk to who be movin lots of crack
it aint the good life, it aint the bad, its just makin the of what we have
put the dollars down an move into the lab
thats how much i want music shit to last,
an days i feel its movin to fast
schools pass, not rememberin a class,
start to leave, before you know its to grow up
on the real try not to get ya hopes up
so far ive had some work an a lil luck
make it to the money, i aint gone giveit up

up cousin, how are you feelin'?,
I heard you been raised high above the ceilin',
just makin music, I hope you it,
but now i got a things that i gota deal with,
soo up cousin...