Luyện nghe bài hát 30

Sent ya bitch a dick pic and now she need
Turn a bitch slick rick now if I it
Ate a couple pills took the bud out the
Flicking ashes bitch I stay blasted
Microphone
with the sick shit
Said I post to been
But bitch I'm still up in this
Verbal herbal
Words I
Fucked bitch
money on her abortion
I feel like Corgan
In a playing the organ
too short
Smoking a
Hurt hoping a help the pain a go away
And all these thoughts in my head made the sane go
Step inside a
That revolves the rhyme
And he close his eyes see visions of lines
in the arms of a blond blue eyed 20 something
Don't her name now the paramedics chest pu
30 something black male OD'ed off pills that he wasn't
But took his life
Let behind a that doesn't really even know him
Because her momma thought he wouldn't make a living off poems
But it was a long journey on a road
Had a hoody and a on the bus in snow
in the cold on the way to the studio
Smoking on a loosey that was a couple yrs ago
Dropped a couple free on the net
And niggas tried to like it wasn't all that
But guess what bitch I'm back
Guess what bitch I'm coming
Signed to fools gold and all gnarly
Bitches my number just to get up in party
Came along way extension cords in the window
Borrowing neighbors power to plug up the Nintendo
Where the ovens closed and stoves never off
Every so cold niggas sleeping scarves
But I would always tell myself that this of get better
You know who you is you the rapper ever
So now the pressures on em to that voice right
Some people never know goals he know his whole life
So now his turn up up to bat
Pitching singles to the label I use to pitch crack
Never learned to rap I just knew how
So since 8 I knew what I would now
When I turned 28 they like what u do now
And now a nigga 30 I don't u me
So the last ten I been so fucking stressed
in my eyes let me get this off my chest
The thought of no it got me chasing death
all these drugs in hopes of OD'ing next
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