Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Bars

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

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

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

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

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

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