Luyện nghe bài hát Against The World

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

Be my friend, me
Wrap me up, me
I am small, and
me up and breathe me

Uh, it's me against the world
Lost my and my girl
All they wanted was what's in my
And all I was just to be great
Contemplate, or fake, all these people in my face
Wasn't ready for the fame, I flipped my shit and a case
Looking at my fans like I can't ball a base
They understand, till the end
Now bow our heads and let us pray,

And all these years of crime and malice
I down and see I'm cold and calloused
And while our 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 take you to a where we can be ourselves

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

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

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

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

If want me come and get me, unload this clip till it's empty
And I ain't stutter
Do whatever I to protect my brother
no other, put no man above each other
This is what you live out you trying to make it out the gutter
This is how you show that little baby girl you love her
This is how you up as a man and get that bread and butter
But get by, all we do is get by
how we're lower class but always seem to get high
And the chronic seller is the man 'cause he got the
Get it, and supply, make that spinach, get that Popeye
Sleep with one eye open, closed
next to me, no clothes
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 clip it's empty, bam