Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars

If you're dealing war, stay far
We're dealing truths and rights
Come some more into my

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik my life and shit
I thought the was finished but I keep writing shit
It's of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what happens, everything gon' be the same
The incredible album, what an incredible
I grip the mic and talk to the people like I'm Malcolm
I used to think the fame and was the motivation
Until I the world and met the people face to face and
Understood that the power was harnessed in that
It ain't the money and notoriety
It's about the people and making a difference in
But don't get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a
The Godfather, the wielding an Uzi
One the people, if the people is wondering who's he?
Same level, the same rebel that settled
Pullin' strings like Geppeto who overcame the
And I know you wrote me and I still ain't
Cause shit is now, it's forced upon me
stances
I used to all my time conversing with you
But now I write this song to let you know I'm with you
Shit is too big, but be honest, man
It's kinda bittersweet, besides the shows and and greets y'all only see me on the street
And even then, that shit is rare—I just go outside
Cause honestly I don't fuck with this world, I'd hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I must be with pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard different then lied
People in my ear me, "Talk that shit"
speak louder than words, I'd rather walk that shit
Since the album
I'm one of the highest on the label
Within six months I put the second one on they
I've sold out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce
the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable shit now
let me bounce
The mood around me is people smokin' by the ounce
Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday a hundred grand
Don't fuck with checks, so I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my first week looking crazy due to demand
Cause people buy music in this day and age
They buy the
There's ups and downs, get me wrong
But back I ain't have shit
Felt like I would've sold my soul to it with this rap shit
God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me attain it by workin' and busting my ass
a lot in life, but what's a lot with more to gain?
At I don't drink to avoid the hurt, we call that Champagne

some more into my sight
Come some more my sight...