Luyện nghe bài hát Back In Da Day

A thug changes, and love
and friends become strangers
A thug changes, and changes
(yo, uh)

Can it be, that i stayed for too long?
Did i your mind when i was gone?
ain't no need to pretend I aint actin live
I'm like a young-ass from the Jackson Five (HEE HEEE)
But you don't feel me, the industry for been trying to kill me
Me and my niggas stay in the like roaches
Always runnin from the Raids when the cops
Man my style is too ferocious
Been spitting potent dope for years, why I overdoses
Now I'm gonna tell you how it all
Eminem
Before all of
I'm a you how they tried to play me
How my betrayed me, made me fuckin go crazy
me carry the AK in the back with my base

This worlds so
I'm a let you
You get away with tryin to steal my flow

In I set up shop before detroit had shock
Kid Rock never rode a bike my block
Homie the Clown?
And about the time ICP put it down
Detroits most wanted, K-Ice and and Smiley
I was at the Disk, spendin' bank with Gregg
Even though we was movin units day
Still no love or radio play
Maybe because I pay payola
Known in the streets for moving yoca
Me and my brother, trying to get up out the
care of my mother, cause I love her
It was no hip hop shops or freestyle
Only a city full of snakes that
"Sugar is sugar and salt is salt"
If didnt sell records, its not my fault
I used to watch the scene with Natt
I dedicate this to Detroit, now I'm a the chorus

So you cant get over it
So high you cant get it
So low why i'm holding it
So low thats why i'm it

up
A real soldier to take orders
So his game is still pulled through in the quarter
I know you cant that you've all been decieved
Its like a girl sayin her hairs but its a weave
Feminem is a
is an age
She lives across 8 mile, but still can get
Kill the fetus, please believe this, word to
I got niggas with the in they freezers
Facts is facts and fictions
If you cant take the stay up out the kitchen
I remember droppin Skkkelter
Before Devils Night, I could of burned down the
We was bumpin Dre
Representing Detroit way before you Dr. Gay
All my underground up at c Notes
mic spitting wicket shit that we wrote
There wasn't no East to West
Awol, Rap Mafia, DJ Eazy B and Los.

This so cold
I'm a let you
You can't get with trying to steal my flow