Luyện nghe bài hát Back Where I Belong

Yo, yeah yeah, alight after this practice run
I'ma practice both verses, after this, I you to find a spot
That's close to when the beat to the rewind point
For the point
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, wit some bloods
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you ain't no love
And since the X's and the jiggas came out
My niggas ain't to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's up wit that cat Canibus, some you out
Why you didn't back correctly, fuck was that about?"
As I sip on some henny, and try to explain some
About the life of a legend, and all the drama it

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

It feels so 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 back I belong
The streets is I belong
They had me down much too long
Hey

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

I'm like a villain, I'm representing on my
And force feed the world, even if they don't 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 bullshit, some heads sucked it up
Then you that garbage album and totally fucked it up
I coulda told ya I knew your moms from the after-hours
When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on a block

Before you dick rode boyz for a ticket our to Jersey
But the man I am, I tried 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 me half your budget, don't believe me look it up
Ya A and R promotion niggas, they helped me it up
I to be responsible, for destroying your career
A one-hit wonder, huh no wonder you

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

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

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