Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Ways

DJ
Why you keep givin me cards I can't
I throw these two back, you throw me two more, they're so
I get the winning hand that I wanted in my sleep
Cause when the dream get good, I get by sheep
Nightmares, even when I'm in day
I'm havin dreams I'm runnin but there's smoke in the way
And there's man in a suit, he take a toke and he say,
"You have a that you made and you broke it today."
Now which part of this movie here did I miss?
Did I sell my soul to this big red bitch?
I don't think what you got to offer is really
For sex and houses, money and stuff
I'd rather be broke and own but piece of mind
and a Benz, and a house, and a
on top, help me out I sink the boat
There's gotta be more than 50 ways to afloat
Cause I feel like I'm suffocatin, I breathe
I wanna go, but I'm too 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, cause you no more alive
You think I'd see you, if I chewed 45?
Oh I'd be the first poppin three, droppin me
to the abyss, but I miss, stoppin me?
I got the of the WORLD on my little back
My nerves are turnin jelly and I'm bout to crack
You I'm cheatin on my homies, by holdin back?
No I protect them all because the truth is wack
Forever bars and forever
trapped and dyin young makes forever stars
Tell me why am I so
And the way life's goin, looks like when hell comes, I'ma be a

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