Luyện nghe bài hát 1985 (DJ Premier 1966 Remix)

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