Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Miles And Running

Yeah, is back
Em the B the
It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, go

8 and running, got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs
But I can rewind the calendar back, back it was now or nothin'
People said I would amount to nothin' that I had for nothin'

I would succumb to violence or be silenced by your gunmen
I could just hear the folks now, "He got he had coming"
Now that my album's comin' everybody's smilin'
Wantin' something, claimin' that they done for him

Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole
Claimin' they been runnin' and tellin' everybody like Martin
'Bout how hot my rap performance was I was who I was
Claimin' that threw it up before I threw it up

You what? Where was you before I this up?
I didn't see you in the courtroom when was suin' us
I didn't see you in all black everybody was suitin' up
on the block, gettin' it in, there wasn't no you with us

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist poppin'
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty stomachs

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my strip poppin'
And my first comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six thousand eighty six,
Might while the engine run
Anyone tell ya give me one more chance
Hear them smokers screamin' one more so I'ma bring 'em one

Homie, son, and my pop, stick close to my
toasters for drama, mix a lot with my son
My son growin' and he a lot
That's when them toasters will the burners pop, brain on ya own

Well, a nigga, tell 'em that's like the biblical scripture
Look back, turn assault the sin is in
Most of ya and self-centered like
Me Shaq and me

Set up ya brother you jealous nigga, the heat back
you never left, I ever rep, cops watch every step
Six miles and running dodgin' every trap, the rap man
us up, you precious breath, State P the second attack

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist poppin'
And my first comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist poppin'
And my first album comin', twenty growlin' stomachs

Back when nobody would found he had talent, would sign me
Nobody believed in me, but mommy blindly
But how can she deny me? Me the youngest runt
To come up outta her tummy, she got but love for me

niggas would want me, the industry shunned me
That's why I'm all the industry's money, revenge is sweet honey
We run this, Young is the illest, is the future
and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles nigga

8 and runnin', got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my first album comin', twenty growlin' stomachs

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my first album comin', feedin' growlin' stomachs