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 niggas popping now is young
say the music they make is dumb
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same
You gotta give a boy a chance to some
Everybody like they know somethin' these days
Niggas actin' woke, but broke, umm
I the struggle but you all frontin' these days
Man, they old enough to drive
To them what they should do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em' dissed me, I'm
I ain't trippin', listen to my reply
Come 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 hope you enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and whip foreign
I got some good advice, never tourin'
'Cause that's the way we eat in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with funky lil' rap name
I hear your music and I know that changed
A bunch of would say that that's a bad thing
'Cause commercial 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, that was just a
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 that
But have you ever thought your impact?
These white kids love that you don't give a
'Cause that's exactly what's expected when skin's black
wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a pill
They wanna see you tatted from your face to your
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I 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 your money when due
You gettin' that paper, 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 crib with all that bread you done
I know you think this type of revenue is endin'
But I take a minute just to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids that's listening gon' up
And get too old for that shit that you blow up
Now shows lookin' light cause they don't show up
Which unfortunately the money slow up
Now you and hopin' to get hot again
But you forgot you only 'cause you was ridin' trends
Now you old news and you through regrets
'Cause you never bought house, but you got a Benz
And a bunch of and a bunch of shoes
And a bunch of fake friends, I judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you what's probably gon' happen you rappin'
the type of shit you rappin' 'bout
It's a faster to the bottom
I wish you good
I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't dumb as you
But if it's true what people sayin'
And you call yourself playin' my name
Then I know you fucked, trust
be around forever 'cause my skills is tip-top
To any niggas that wanna get rocked
Just remember what I you when your shit flop
In five years you be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga