Luyện nghe bài hát 1985 (Intro to "The Fall Off")

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm grateful I
We wasn't s'posed to get 25
on you motherfucker, we alive
All these niggas now is young
Everybody say the music they is dumb
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same
You gotta give a boy a chance to grow
Everybody like they know somethin' these days
actin' woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all these days
Man, barely old enough to drive
To tell them what they should do, who the am I?
I heard one of em' dissed me, I'm
I ain't trippin', listen to my reply
Come here lil' man, let me talk ya'
See if I can for you the larger picture
Congrats 'cause you made it out your mama's
I hope you make enough to buy mom a house
I see your icy and your whip foreign
I got some advice, never quit tourin'
'Cause that's the way we eat here in this rap
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 that's a bad
'Cause everything's and it's pop now
Trap drums is the that's hot now
See, I've been on a for the next wave
But mind, that was just a segue
I must say, by songs I'm unimpressed, hey
But I to see a Black man get paid
And plus, you fun and I respect that
But you ever thought about your impact?
These kids 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 see you pop a pill
They wanna see you from your face to your heels
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta it real
wanna 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 it's due
You gettin' paper, swimmin' in bitches, I don't blame you
You ain't thinkin' 'bout the people that's like me and you
True, you got shit to do
You coulda bought a crib with all bread you done blew
I you think this type of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna take a just to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids listening gon' grow up
And get too old for that shit that you blow up
Now shows lookin' light cause they don't show up
Which unfortunately means the slow up
Now you scramblin' and hopin' to get hot
But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was trends
Now you old and you goin' through regrets
'Cause you never that house, but you got a Benz
And a bunch of and a bunch of shoes
And a bunch of friends, I ain't judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you what's probably gon' when you rappin'
'Bout the type of you rappin' 'bout
a faster route to the bottom
I wish you luck
I'm hoping for your that you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's true what people sayin'
And you call yourself playin' my name
Then I really you fucked, trust
be around forever 'cause my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that wanna get
Just remember what I told you when your flop
In years you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga