Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Don't Seem So Wrong

[** feat. Fiasco:]

Ain't no sense to about it*
you all know what's gone wrong.
Late at night, when in your bed,
The Bad Seem So Wrong.
[Verse 1: Fiasco~]
Tryin' to the violence, reconcile in silence.
it up in fancy clothes. Wash it down with diamonds.
Drown it out with music. Act like they apply to you,
Look how wobbly the rules is. You probly could if/
You was in charge, maybe runnin'
(If) You was involved things be different.
Maybe you make a difference
Or probly not and things would the same
And you go to at night
Knowin will never change
Wake up in the mornin and you kinda strange.
Don't remember night, so you back at it again.
back up your music. Put back on your chains.
Fasten on watch and slide on all your rings.
Put back on glasses that block out all the pain.
Hit yo on the phone, and tell em that it's on.
Tell em it's on.

Ain't no sense to bitch it
Cause you all know gone wrong.
at night, when you're in your bed,
The Bad Don't So Wrong.
[Verse 2: Trae the
Destined to be a winner. to pick up where the rest lose.
to the Father, tryin' to figure out your next move.
Pain your face and still you wear it like your best shoes.
But yet, you no accept it, cause it might be your best news.
Nothin taken for granted, still you for an answer.
Your fightin to be sane, your momma with cancer.
ain't around, so now you gotta be the man, now.
Tomorrow ain't ever promised so you take a stand now.
Hard times seem to be the thing you understand.
Fuck seein a mil, you tryin to make it to a grand.
Even a couple grand, you gotta try to make it last.
You for the fam knowin the Devil tryin' to make ya crash.
You hold on, homie if you only knew.
Never quit, somebody doin' worse than you.

Ain't no to bitch about it
Cause you all know gone wrong.
Late at night, when in your bed,
The Bad Don't So Wrong.
3: Trae The Truth]
You on the only road to give up. Strugglin you're heart at.
Though death is where you end up, they tell me that's we start at.
Either way, you gon make em you
Just you don't get stuck in homicide for that interview.
You up in tears when all you wanted was a smile.
(All the while) for hope you end up losin as a child.
Realizin helps to take the the pain away.
Cause if it was that numb away the feelinm
You'd pray to God to a day.
It's hard to keep it. Stand up. You're on your last leg.
The pressure tryin' to weigh in. You just ran out last bread.
Window of opportunity feelin it just shut more.
They tell you to be thankful. Your response for em is "what "
It seem like else in a better position.
Only thing else left to do is up your ears and listen.
x3]
Ain't no sense to bitch it
Cause you all know what's wrong.
Late at night, when you're in bed,
The Bad Don't So Wrong.