Luyện nghe bài hát Back Where I Belong

Yo, yeah, alight after this particular practice run
I'ma practice both verses, after this, I want you to a spot
That's close to when the beat 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 some
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you gettin' no love
And ever since the X's and the jiggas out
My niggas ain't tryin' to the hear that smooth shit you about
What's up wit that cat Canibus, played you out
Why you answer back correctly, fuck was that about?"
As I sip on henny, and try to explain some things
About the of a legend, and all the drama it brings

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

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

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

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

Before you dick rode lost boyz for a ticket our to
But being the man I am, I to show ya mercy
I coulda told the world the way ya label your guts
And how me and Wyclef, got to set you up
And how he gave me your budget, don't believe me look it up
Ya A and R promotion niggas, they helped me it up
I hate to be responsible, for your career
A wonder, huh no wonder you disappeared

I coulda told the world, you get lyrics from the Internet
Then spit 'em for word like you really a rap vet
How you metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme
And how you really Canada and you been frontin' all this time
I heard your second album, shit is garbage too
LL Cool J and I did to you
On that 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 know I'm sayin')
The streets is I belong
(All bullshit you was talking)
They had me locked down too long
(Don't mean shit, you now)
Hey hey
It feels so to be back where I belong
(I'm still the man )
(The vanguard award is in my motherfuckin' room)
The streets is I belong
(You know I mean? Come get that shit, fuck)
They had me locked down much too
(What)
Hey

Mic on my arm nigga, word up
arms, I'ma 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 some
But is this really what you
Ha ha ha