Luyện nghe bài hát Against The World

Help, I done it again
I have been here times before
myself again today
And the part is there's no one else to blame

Be my friend, me
me up, unfold me
I am small, and
Warm me up and me

Uh, it's just me against the
Lost my and my girl
All they wanted was in my safe
And all I was just to be great
Contemplate, real or fake, all these people in my
Wasn't ready for the fame, I flipped my and caught a case
Looking at my like I can't ball without a base
They understand, till the end
Now bow our heads and let us pray,

And after all years of crime and malice
I look down and see I'm and calloused
And our sins are to filthy to bear
We have to wash them down, now grab your
And toast to those who always raised glasses
most never chose to go against the masses
So if you ride or die let me see L's
And I'll you to a place where we can be ourselves

Look, is not my type of party
Nah, look what happened to Chris Farley, uh in peace
And then Christopher Wallace, Mo' Money, Mo'
And less people when you start shit
Yeah, and you wonder why I don't drink
I don't wanna up to these problems of a boss like John Gotti
I'd be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit of Marcus Garvey
In hopes of a revolution as results of my
But I'm hardly ever home so I guess that I'll be
Everybody wanna have two cents,
Take it, here, I don't owe shit
Smoke a zip, change my clothes and give my five year-old a
Family mad at my success they say hate is where home is, damn

So it's me against the world
my mistress and my girl
All they wanted was what's in my
all I wanted was just to be great, Kells

But is in the eye of the beholder,
So it starts you.
in your own abilities the way you have believed in mine
time, put 'em up

Let's toast to those who always raised their
When never chose to go against the masses
Now I know you or die so let me see them L's
And be proud you are not afraid to be yourself

If they want me come and get me, unload clip till it's empty
And I ain't motherfucker
Do whatever I must to my brother
Respect no other, put no man above each
is what you live out when you trying to make it out the gutter
This is how you show that precious little girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that and butter
But get by, all we do is get by
Ironic how we're lower class but always seem to get
And the chronic is the man 'cause he got the supply
Get it, demand and supply, that spinach, get that Popeye
with one eye open, door closed
Bitch next to me, no
Make songs feel photos, I am hip-hop's Andy Warhol
Yeah, so if they me come and get me,
And I'll unload this till it's empty, bam