Luyện nghe bài hát Back Where I Belong

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a villain, I'm representing on my lyrics
And force feed the world, if they don't want to hear it
As far as Canibus go, my man is his ex-broad
I'm getting head from his new while 20 gang-bangers applaud
You up with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up
Then you dropped that album and totally fucked it up
I coulda ya I knew your moms from the after-hours spot
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 being the man I am, I tried to 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, believe me look it up
Ya A and R promotion niggas, helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsible, for destroying your
A wonder, huh no wonder you disappeared

I coulda the world, you get your lyrics from the Internet
spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet
How you metaphors 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 J and I did this 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 to be back where I belong
(Yeah nigga, the jig is up nigga, huh ha, you what I'm sayin')
The streets is where I
(All that you was talking)
They had me locked down much too
(Don't shit, you finish 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 where I
(You know 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, get another one nigga
You know what I'm
LL you know how I get down
You should of known, you did it
He probably did it to get fame
But is really what you want?
Ha ha ha