Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Ways

DJ
Why you keep givin me cards I keep?
I throw these two back, you me two more, they're so cheap
I couldn't get the winning hand that I wanted in my
Cause when the dream get good, I get trampled by
Nightmares, when I'm walkin in day
I'm havin that I'm runnin but there's smoke in the way
And there's this man in a suit, he take a and he say,
"You have a that you made and you broke it today."
Now part of this movie here did I just miss?
Did I really sell my soul to this big red
I think what you got to offer is really enough
For sex and houses, money and stuff
I'd be broke and own nothin but piece of mind
and a Benz, and a house, and a
on top, help me out I sink the boat
There's be more than 50 ways to keep afloat
Cause I feel like I'm suffocatin, I breathe
I go, but I'm too afraid to leave
Take me with you Mausie, I know seein somethin grand
as you fade away, and you release my hand
And it shook my balance, cause you ain't no alive
You think I'd see you, if I chewed 45?
Oh I'd be the person 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 into jelly and I'm bout to crack
You think I'm cheatin on my homies, by back?
No I really protect them all because the truth is
Forever bars and scars
Bein and dyin young makes forever stars
me why am I so hesitant?
And the way life's goin, looks like hell comes, I'ma be a resident

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