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 these niggas 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 to grow some
Everybody talkin' like they somethin' these days
actin' woke, but they broke, umm
I the struggle but you all frontin' these days
Man, they barely old to drive
To them what they should do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em' me, I'm suprised
I ain't trippin', good to my reply
here lil' man, let me talk with ya'
See if I can for you the larger picture
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 foreign
I got some advice, never quit tourin'
that's the way we eat here in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with your funky lil' rap
I hear your music and I know that rap's
A bunch of folks would say that a bad thing
everything's commercial and it's pop now
Trap is the shit that's 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 love to see a Black man get
And plus, you havin' fun and I respect
But have you ever thought about impact?
These white kids love that you give a fuck
'Cause that's exactly expected when your 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 somewhere deep down, it, I gotta 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 that paper, swimmin' in bitches, I don't blame you
You ain't thinkin' the people that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got shit to do
You coulda bought a with all that bread you done blew
I know you think this of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna take a minute to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids that's listening grow up
And get too old for that shit made you blow up
Now your shows lookin' light cause they don't up
unfortunately means the money slow up
Now you scramblin' and to get hot again
But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was ridin'
Now you old and you goin' through regrets
'Cause you never bought that house, but you got a
And a bunch of jewels and a bunch of
And a bunch of fake friends, I judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you probably gon' happen when you rappin'
'Bout the of shit you rappin' 'bout
It's a faster route to the
I wish you good
I'm hoping for your that you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really true what people
And you call yourself playin' with my
Then I know you fucked, trust
I'll be around forever my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that get rocked
remember what I told you when your shit flop
In years you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga