Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Ways

DJ
Why you givin me cards I can't keep?
I throw these two back, you throw me two more, they're so
I couldn't get the winning hand I wanted in my sleep
Cause when the dream get good, I get by sheep
Nightmares, even I'm walkin in day
I'm havin dreams I'm runnin but there's smoke in the way
And there's this man in a suit, he a toke and he say,
"You have a promise that you made and you it today."
Now which of this movie here did I just miss?
Did I really sell my soul to this big red
I don't think what you got to offer is enough
For cars sex and houses, and stuff
I'd rather be broke and own nothin but piece of
and a Benz, and a house, and a
on top, me out before I sink the boat
gotta be more than 50 ways to keep afloat
Cause I like I'm suffocatin, I can't breathe
I go, but I'm too afraid to leave
Take me with you Mausie, I know you're somethin grand
as you fade away, and you gently my hand
And it shook my balance, cause you 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 of the WORLD on my little back
My nerves are turnin into jelly and I'm to crack
You think I'm cheatin on my homies, by back?
No I protect them all because the truth is wack
Forever bars and scars
Bein trapped and dyin young makes stars
me why am I so hesitant?
And the way life's goin, looks like when hell comes, be a resident

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DJ
They tell me Quik, it up, I'm supposed to
But me and Mausberg was than most knew
It dramatized, and it ain't a fuckin act
when you're traumatized, and it ain't no turnin
you're so connected, and it's hard to keep your focus
When you're so affected, and it's hard to again
When you're so neglected - suck it up, I'm to
That easy for somebody 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 feel I'm gettin knocked over
And all the money in the world, don't make it
And a whole bottle of alcohol, make it wetter
With a and a slur I'm still callin ya name
And on top of drama you add fame? Wild
But when you start to bubble then your friends they you
And if you go to church, hip-hop won't like you
I feel a giant on a worldwide stage
but at the same time in a real tight cage
With no way out, I play out, then I come
Cause there's an unwritten law that says I can't be
So I put on my face, go back to the same place
Only to realize that y'all got the same taste
Even with somethin new, they look at you
And a hot face, consider you old
And leavin me and broken-hearted
How I be finished with West coast rap? I helped start it!