Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars [Explicit]

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

Yeah, in London talkin' to 'bout my life and shit
I the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of how life changed and rearranged
No matter what happens, everything gon' be the same
The incredible album, what an outcome
I grip the mic and talk to the people like I'm Malcolm
I used to think the fame and money was the
Until I the world and met the people face to face and
Understood that the power was in that basement
It ain't the money and notoriety
It's the people and making a difference in society
But don't get it twisted, life I'm living is like a movie
The Godfather, the Goodfella an Uzi
One the people, if the people is wondering who's he?
level, the same rebel that never settled
Pullin' strings like Geppeto who the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I ain't answered
Cause shit is different now, it's forced me
stances
I used to spend all my time 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 meet and greets y'all see me on the street
And even then, that is rare—I just don't go outside
Cause I don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I must be with pride"
I ain't perfect, if you heard different then someone lied
People in my ear me, "Talk that shit"
Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather walk shit
Since the first
I'm one of the earners on the label
Within six months I put the one on they table
I've played sold out shows in parts of the I can't pronounce
Release the tickets, watch them disappear when we
Fuck all that murderous syllable shit now
let me bounce
The mood around me is people that by the ounce
Leave Friday for the and come back Monday with a hundred grand
Don't with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my week looking crazy due to high demand
Cause people don't buy music in day and age
They buy the
There's ups and downs, get me wrong
But back when I have shit
like I would've sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
Thank God he let Lucifer 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 the hurt, we call that Champagne

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