Luyện nghe bài hát Astro

I said be takin' life too serious
I I take lives ? uh, period
Mellowhype, things are mind-pyramids
Breaking down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh
They put a on me but I see they're all clowns
That's why I talk and think fast
Feel my words the ink's last letter
Which'll never turn his back, catcher, I grab
Extra magazines I'm in, to remind me of the I've been
Returning to again, me and my fuckin' friends
Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone my fist hurt
Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the fish
For all the cats behind my time, that rhyme ? that shit's
Everything in my mental state now I'm secure, mental
place in my jaw for spitting raw just because
I like to floss my

Think I'm-a wear the tux at the Grammy's
And rock out with my out
Like "who kid think he is?"
It's just something seen Prince do
true
No what, I'm showing up
Who gives a flying fuck
What people say, or
end of the day, start of the day they all said we wouldn't get here anyway
You blink, and Gang's in this bitch

When I was a kid I wanted to be just you
(When I grew up, when I, I, grew up)
Write my own rhymes, recite 'em a couple
Hoping one day it blew up so me and my niggas shine
I got three quarters and 10 dimes
You can split them 10's up cause both these?corners? are
fuckin' celebrate, Wold Gang confederate
We made it, we it, we made it and you hatin'
'Cause we made it and we it
And is not an understatement (oh! )
I put that on the people that I with
day to day with, tour bus is the slave ship
Niggas worked the grave shift, record clean up and play
We be misbehaving
But the fans it, they get the subject
Niggas claim be rappers but don't the substance
Fuckin' rubbish, dust quick
Nothing to fuck with, I've got my hands on my balls, like my itch

I remember I first tricks on my web shit
And he on it like... nah that shit will never work
Ha ha ha, like

these two wrist mine
I had to make gold
You let me shine
If you're a of mine
Ask any friend of
I'll never your glow, won't curb your high
We be, in a place they never
Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on desert
Flyin' over the Taliban
We be in a place never been
Hella Benz, for the of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on sand
Flyin' over the probably