Luyện nghe bài hát 1985 (DJ Premier 1966 Remix)

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm grateful I
We wasn't s'posed to get 25
Jokes on you motherfucker, we
All niggas popping now is young
Everybody say the music they make is
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the thing
You gotta give a boy a chance to some
Everybody talkin' like they know somethin' these
actin' woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all frontin' these
Man, they barely old enough to
To tell what they should do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em' dissed me, I'm
I ain't trippin', good to my reply
Come here man, let me talk with ya'
See if I can paint for you the larger
Congrats 'cause you made it out your house
I you make enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and your whip
I got some advice, never quit tourin'
'Cause the way we eat here in this rap game
I'm with your funky lil' rap name
I hear your music and I that rap's changed
A of folks would say that that's a bad thing
'Cause everything's commercial and pop now
Trap drums is the that's hot now
See, been on a quest for the next wave
But never mind, was just a segue
I say, by your songs I'm unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black man get
And plus, you havin' fun and I that
But you ever thought about your impact?
These white love that you don't give a fuck
'Cause that's exactly what's expected when skin's black
They wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a
They wanna see you from your face to your heels
And deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it real
They be black and think your song is how it feels
So when you turn up, you see them up too
You hit the next city, collect money when it's due
You gettin' that paper, swimmin' in bitches, I blame you
You ain't thinkin' the people that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got better to do
You coulda bought a crib with all that bread you done
I know you this type of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna take a just to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids that's gon' grow up
And get too old for shit that made you blow up
Now your shows lookin' light cause don't show up
Which unfortunately the money slow up
Now you and hopin' to get hot again
But you forgot you only popped you was ridin' trends
Now you old and you goin' through regrets
'Cause you never bought house, but you got a Benz
And a of jewels and a bunch of shoes
And a bunch of fake friends, I ain't you
I'm just tellin' you what's gon' happen when you rappin'
'Bout the type of you rappin' 'bout
a faster route to the bottom
I you good luck
I'm hoping for your sake you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really true what people
And you call playin' with my name
Then I know you fucked, trust
I'll be around forever 'cause my is tip-top
To any amateur that wanna get rocked
Just remember what I told you when your shit
In five years you be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga