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

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm grateful I
We wasn't to get past 25
Jokes on you motherfucker, we
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 give a boy a chance to grow some
Everybody talkin' like they know these days
Niggas actin' woke, but broke, umm
I respect the but you all frontin' these days
Man, barely old enough to drive
To tell them what they do, who the fuck am I?
I one of em' dissed me, I'm suprised
I ain't trippin', listen good to my
Come here lil' man, let me with ya'
See if I can for you the larger picture
Congrats you made it out your mama's house
I you make enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and whip foreign
I got some good advice, never tourin'
that's the way we eat here in this rap game
I'm with your funky lil' rap name
I your music and I know that rap's changed
A bunch of folks say that that's a bad thing
'Cause everything's and it's pop now
Trap is the shit that's hot now
See, been on a quest for the next wave
But never mind, that was a segue
I say, by your songs I'm unimpressed, hey
But I to see a Black man get paid
And plus, you havin' fun and I respect
But have you ever thought about your
white kids love that you don't give a fuck
'Cause that's exactly what's expected when your black
wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a pill
They see you tatted from your face to your heels
And somewhere deep down, it, I gotta keep it real
They wanna be black and think song is how it feels
So when you up, you see them turnin' up too
You hit the city, collect your money when it's due
You gettin' that paper, swimmin' in bitches, I blame you
You thinkin' 'bout the people that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got better to do
You coulda bought a with all that bread you done blew
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 listening gon' grow up
And get too old for that shit made you blow up
Now your 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 only 'cause you was ridin' trends
Now you old news and you goin' through
'Cause you bought that house, but you got a Benz
And a of jewels and a bunch of shoes
And a of fake friends, I ain't judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you probably gon' happen when you rappin'
'Bout the type of shit you rappin'
It's a faster route to the
I you good luck
I'm hoping for your sake you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really true what sayin'
And you call yourself playin' my name
Then I really know you fucked,
be around forever 'cause my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that wanna get
Just what I told you when your shit flop
In five years you be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga