Luyện nghe bài hát Back Where I Belong

Yo, yeah yeah, after this particular practice run
I'ma practice both verses, after this, I want you to a spot
That's to when the beat drops to the rewind point
For the locate
You ain't be on that all night, this the soundtrack
Yo, yeah, it
Okay, alright, huh

The other night I was up at farmers, politician wit bloods
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you gettin' no love
And since the X's and the jiggas came out
My niggas ain't tryin' to the hear smooth shit you talk about
What's up wit cat Canibus, some played you out
Why you didn't back correctly, fuck was that about?"
As I sip on some henny, and try to explain things
the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings

Been gone a time, had a lot of shit on my mind
I decided I don't want to reach my goal if it losing my shine
Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the is mine
Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a time
Hard to stay hungry your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one in every on the map
And keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You know better than the gat, but niggas wanna clap

It so good to be back where I belong
The streets is I belong
had me locked down much too long
Hey hey
It feels so good to be where I belong
The streets is I belong
had me locked down much too long
Hey

Some say, "L that's cool, but see times changed"
Niggas got red bandannas, and the grill in the
That gold is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
Trade O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for
Hustling niggas they way into the game
Extorting all so called ballers wit big names
And you gotta have a squad, 'cuz running def ain't safe
I you living good, but ain't no smile up on our face

I'm a villain, I'm representing on my lyrics
And feed the world, even if they don't want to hear it
As far as Canibus go, my man is hittin' his
I'm getting head his new piece while 20 gang-bangers applaud
You came up with that bullshit, some sucked it up
Then you dropped that garbage album and fucked it up
I coulda told ya I knew your from the after-hours spot
When I used to be up in Canada the dreads on a black block

Before you rode lost boyz for a ticket our to Jersey
But being the man I am, I to show ya mercy
I coulda told the the way ya label hates your guts
And how me and Wyclef, got to set you up
And how he gave me half your budget, don't me look it up
Ya A and R promotion niggas, helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsible, for destroying your
A one-hit wonder, huh no wonder you

I coulda told the world, you get your lyrics from the
spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet
How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your
And how you really from Canada and you frontin' all this time
I heard your second album, shit is garbage too
LL J and I did this to you
On note he said, "Yo L, you the man"
I said, "Peace, one and drove off in the Lex Land"

It feels so good to be back where I
(Yeah nigga, the jig is up nigga, huh ha, you what I'm sayin')
The is where I belong
(All bullshit you was talking)
had me locked down much too long
(Don't mean shit, you now)
Hey hey
It feels so good to be back where I
(I'm still the man )
(The award is in my motherfuckin' living room)
The streets is I belong
(You what I mean? Come get that shit, fuck)
They had me down much too long
(What)
Hey

Mic still on my arm nigga, up
Both arms, I'ma get one nigga
You know what I'm
LL you know how I get down
You of known, when you did it
He probably did it to get some
But is this really what you
Ha ha ha