Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars [Explicit]

If dealing war, backwards stay far
dealing with truths and rights
Come some more my sight

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik my life and shit
I the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life and rearranged
No matter what happens, everything ain't be the same
The album, what an incredible outcome
I grip the mic and then talk to the people I'm Malcolm
I to think the fame and money was the motivation
I toured the world and met the people face to face and
Understood that the was harnessed in that basement
It ain't about the money and
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 wielding an Uzi
One with the people, if the people is wondering he?
Same level, the same rebel that settled
Pullin' like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I still ain't
Cause shit is different now, it's 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
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 fuck with this world, I'd rather
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I must be with pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard different then lied
in my ear telling me, "Talk that shit"
Actions louder than words, I'd rather walk that shit
the first album
I'm one of the highest earners on the
six months I put the second 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 shit right now
let me bounce
The mood around me is people smokin' that by the
Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a hundred
Don't with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my first week looking crazy due to high
people don't buy music in this day and age
They buy the
ups and downs, don't get me wrong
But back when I ain't have
Felt like I sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
Thank God he never let Lucifer enough to ask
Let me it by workin' hard and busting 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 into my
Come more into my sight...