Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars

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

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

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