Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Bars

I wake up to Vodka Tonic, child support, of chronic
Hungover, blunts up, just tryin' not to vomit
The God's honest truth, I cut my mama loose
'Cause the bitch got rotten roots and made me 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 gon be proud of papa deux if daddy's broke, got no loot, can't afford to cop her shoes?
That's not how fathers do, I sure my daughter eats
Lock the door she sleeps, try to keep her off the streets
Her tortures me, of course I'm forced to deal with it
All this drama brought to me like I'm some sort of meal
I sickness, nauseated by the hunger pains
tryin' to run the game, I want peace, fuck the fame
What's-her-name got my mother at her son ashamed
So I'm drinkin', thinkin' back, when's it all gonna change?

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

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

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

I sold and took a few
All my friends 'em too
Guzzlin' wicked 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 some people I just couldn't lose
Burn a bridge, watch, then turn shit, rebuild, good as new
wouldn't prove to be true, the more I recollect
I was wrong but better yet, greedy for that treasure
Left for dead, the pressure gets to me to eat a
Makes it hard to it real, all I do is cheat and steal
What I see and feel is bottled up ketamine
Replaced by and nickel schemes
Balanced on a beam
Every relationship I had got blown to
Dried my eyes in between
Wiped them out like Mr.
I lived a dream, I'd wake up and save the day
That's all I came to say, now I'm a the pain away

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