Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Ways

DJ
Why you keep givin me cards I keep?
I throw two back, you throw me two more, they're so cheap
I couldn't get the winning hand that I in my sleep
Cause when the dream get good, I get by sheep
Nightmares, even I'm walkin in day
I'm havin that I'm runnin but there's smoke in the way
And this man in a suit, he take a toke and he say,
"You a promise that you made and you broke it today."
Now which part of this movie did I just miss?
Did I really sell my to this big red bitch?
I don't think what you got to is really enough
For cars sex and houses, money and
I'd rather be broke and own but piece of mind
and a Benz, and a house, and a
on top, help me out before I sink the
There's gotta be more than 50 ways to afloat
Cause I feel like I'm suffocatin, I breathe
I go, but I'm too afraid to leave
me with you Mausie, I know you're seein somethin grand
as you away, and you gently release my hand
And it shook my balance, you ain't no more alive
You think I'd see you, if I this 45?
Oh I'd be the first poppin three, droppin me
to the abyss, but I miss, what's me?
I got the pressures of the on my little back
My nerves are turnin into and I'm bout to crack
You think I'm cheatin on my homies, by holdin
No I really protect them all the truth is wack
Forever and forever scars
Bein trapped and dyin young makes forever
Tell me why am I so
And the way life's goin, looks like hell comes, I'ma be a resident

2X: Wanya Morris
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DJ
They tell me Quik, suck it up, I'm to
But me and was closer than most knew
It dramatized, and it ain't a fuckin act
when you're traumatized, and it no turnin back
When you're so connected, and hard to keep your focus
When you're so affected, and hard to love again
When you're so - suck it up, I'm 'posed to
That easy for somebody you're close to, shit
See your homey in a is so wicked and vivid
It's gon' be harder on all of us, cause we relive it
Over and over, drunk or sober, from to October
I steadily feel like I'm gettin knocked
And all the money in the world, don't it better
And a whole bottle of alcohol, make it wetter
With a and a slur I'm still callin ya name
And on top of this drama you add Wild
But when you start to then your friends they spite you
And if you go to church, then hip-hop like you
I feel a giant on a worldwide stage
but at the same time trapped in a real cage
With no way out, I out, then I come back
Cause there's an unwritten law that says I can't be
So I put on my game face, go back to the place
Only to realize that y'all got the same taste
Even somethin new, they look at you cold
And without a hot face, you old
And me stressed and broken-hearted
How could I be finished West coast rap? I helped start it!