Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Bars

I wake up to Tonic, child support, lots of chronic
Hungover, rolled up, just tryin' not to vomit
The honest truth, I cut my baby mama loose
the bitch got rotten roots and made me wanna cock and shoot
Cops in hot pursuit, just what I gotta do
I'm out makin' product moves, she claims I'm knockin' boots
But how the fuck's my daughter gon be of papa deux if daddy's broke, got no loot, can't afford to cop her shoes?
not how fathers do, I make sure my daughter eats
Lock the before she sleeps, try to keep her off the streets
Her mama tortures me, of course I'm to deal with it
All this drama brought to me I'm some sort of meal ticket
I sickness, nauseated by the hunger pains
Ain't to run the game, I want peace, fuck the fame
What's-her-name got my lookin' at her son ashamed
So I'm drinkin', back, like when's it all gonna change?

Life ain't shit but liquor and L's
Closed off to the world in a shell
bars, feelin' more like I'm in a shell
Attitude's like, I don't give a fuck, 'em hell (x2)

I'm an pot-smoker, chances are I'm not sober
But I don't make my seed deal with the chip on her shoulder
I never got feelin' like I been forsaken
Broke, in this basement, at a loss for inspiration
sins of Satan just to fill these dinner plates and
Have some dough to finish a lyin' thief's vindication
Been as patient as I can, now I'm waitin'
I'm a bring the winds of change, for some kind of
My innovation could got me major label love
But I can't lie, instead of my pride I taste my blood
The weight from this paper left my shoulders crushed
Like I'm in a cobra clutch, stuck broke as fuck
My wifey now for real, claims I open up
Why you always buck-wild like you smokin' dust?
I don't know to answer, I apologize
I'm stoppin' by to tell you 'fore I take this shot and hide

Life ain't shit but liquor and L's
Closed off to the outside in a shell
Behind bars, feelin' like I'm in a shell
Attitude's like, I give a fuck, give 'em hell (x2)

I sold and took a few
All my took 'em too
Guzzlin' that brew
shit I'm shook to do
Wifey said, think of how yo mom look at you
Now I'm apologizing to her for the I put her through
Used to think there were people I just couldn't lose
Burn a bridge, watch, then turn shit, rebuild, good as new
That wouldn't to be true, the more I recollect
I was wrong but better yet, for that treasure chest
Left for dead, the gets to me to eat a meal
it hard to keep it real, all I do is cheat and steal
What I see and feel is bottled up like
Replaced by dime and nickel
Balanced on a beam
Every relationship I had got to smithereens
Dried my eyes while in
Wiped them out Mr. Clean
I lived a dream, thinkin' I'd up and save the day
all I came to say, now I'm a drink the pain away

Life ain't shit but liquor and L's
Closed off to the outside world in a
Behind bars, feelin' more I'm in a shell
Attitude's like, I don't give a fuck, give 'em (x4)