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

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm I survived
We wasn't s'posed to get 25
Jokes on you motherfucker, we
All these niggas popping now is
say the music they make is dumb
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the thing
You gotta give a boy a to grow some
Everybody talkin' they know somethin' these days
Niggas woke, but they broke, umm
I the struggle but you all frontin' these days
Man, they barely old enough to
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
Come lil' man, let me talk with ya'
See if I can paint for you the picture
Congrats 'cause you made it out your mama's
I hope you make to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and your foreign
I got some good advice, never quit
'Cause that's the way we eat here in rap game
I'm fuckin' your funky lil' rap name
I your music and I know that rap's changed
A bunch of folks would say that that's a bad
everything's commercial and it's pop now
Trap drums is the shit hot now
See, I've on a quest for the next wave
But mind, that was just a segue
I say, by your songs 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 about impact?
These white kids love that you don't a fuck
'Cause that's exactly what's expected when your skin's
They wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a
They wanna see you tatted from your face to your
And somewhere deep down, it, I gotta keep it real
They be black and think your song is how it feels
So you turn up, you see them turnin' 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 'bout 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 type of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna take a just to tell you that ain't true
One day, them kids that's listening grow up
And get too old for that shit that made you up
Now your shows lookin' cause they don't show up
Which unfortunately the money slow up
Now you scramblin' and to get hot again
But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was trends
Now you old news and you goin' regrets
you never bought that house, but you got a Benz
And a of jewels and a bunch of shoes
And a bunch of fake friends, I judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you what's probably happen when you rappin'
'Bout the type of shit you rappin'
a faster route to the bottom
I you good luck
I'm hoping for sake that you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's true what people sayin'
And you call yourself playin' with my
I really know you fucked, trust
I'll be around forever my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas wanna get rocked
Just remember what I told you your shit flop
In five years you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop,