Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars

If you're dealing war, backwards far
We're dealing with and rights
Come some into my sight

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my and shit
I the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life and rearranged
No matter happens, everything ain't gon' be the same
The incredible album, what an outcome
I grip the mic and then talk to the people like I'm
I used to think the and money was the motivation
Until I toured the and met the people face to face and
Understood that the power was in that basement
It ain't the money and notoriety
about the people and making a difference in society
But don't get it twisted, this life I'm living is a movie
The Godfather, the Goodfella an Uzi
One with the people, if the people is who's he?
Same level, the same rebel that settled
Pullin' like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I ain't answered
Cause shit is different now, it's upon me
Different
I used to all my time conversing with you
But now I write this to let you know I'm hurting with you
is too big, but let's be honest, man
It's kinda bittersweet, besides the and meet and greets y'all only see me on the street
And even then, that shit is rare—I don't go outside
Cause I don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I be filled with pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard different then someone
in my ear telling me, "Talk that shit"
Actions speak than words, I'd rather walk that shit
Since the album
I'm one of the highest earners on the
Within six months I put the one on they table
I've played out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce
the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable right now
let me bounce
The mood me is people smokin' that by the ounce
Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday a hundred grand
Don't fuck checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my first week looking crazy due to high
Cause people buy music in this day and age
buy the brand
There's ups and downs, don't get me
But back I ain't have shit
Felt like I would've sold my to make it with this rap shit
Thank God he never let close enough to ask
Let me attain it by workin' hard and my ass
a lot in life, but what's a lot with more to gain?
At least I don't drink to avoid the hurt, we call that

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