Luyện nghe bài hát Back Where I Belong

Yo, yeah yeah, alight after this particular run
I'ma practice verses, after this, I want you to find a spot
That's close to the beat drops to the rewind point
For the locate
You ain't gotta be on that all night, this the
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 ain't 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 that cat Canibus, some you out
Why you didn't answer back correctly, fuck was about?"
As I sip on some henny, and try to explain some
About the life of a legend, and all the drama it

Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my
I I don't want to reach my goal if it means losing my shine
Streets is 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 your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one in city on the map
And keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You know better than the gat, but niggas still wanna

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

Some say, "L that's cool, but see have changed"
Niggas got red bandannas, and the grill in the
gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
Trade O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for
niggas found they way into 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 smile up on our

I'm like a villain, I'm on my lyrics
And force the world, even if they don't want to hear it
As far as go, my man is hittin' his ex-broad
I'm getting head from his new piece while 20 gang-bangers
You up with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up
Then you that garbage album and totally fucked it up
I told 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 lost boyz for a 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 believe me 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 your from the Internet
Then 'em word 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 been all this time
I heard second album, that 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 love and 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)
They had me locked down much too
(Don't mean shit, you now)
Hey hey
It feels so good to be where I belong
(I'm the man nigga )
(The vanguard is in my motherfuckin' living room)
The streets is where I
(You know what I mean? Come get shit, fuck)
They had me locked much too long
(What)
Hey

Mic still on my arm nigga, up
Both arms, get another one nigga
You know what I'm
This LL you 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