Luyện nghe bài hát Back In Da Day

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

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

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

In eighty-eight I set up shop before had shock
Kid never rode a bike down my block
Remember the Clown?
And thats about the ICP put it down
Detroits most wanted, K-Ice and Maistro and
I was at the Disk, spendin' bank with Riley
Even though we was movin every day
Still no love or radio play
because I won't pay payola
Known in the streets for moving yoca
Me and my brother, to get up out the ghetto
care of my mother, cause I love her
It was no hip hop shops or battles
Only a city of snakes that rattle
Remember "Sugar is sugar and is salt"
If they sell records, its not my fault
I to watch the scene with Natt Morris
I dedicate this to Detroit, now I'm a sing the

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

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

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