Luyện nghe bài hát Big Rube

The bites
The stings
niggas plottin' to steal crowns from kings
But that a heavy burden on even the broadest of shoulders
The thickest-skull thugs and even the of soldiers
The climb to the top with pleasure and pain
Peril and loss, profit and
Many hands once held open for a pat on the
Now a knife in the night on a silent attack
They wanna you from loving'
Stop you from
you in misery, malice and madness
They path in life is to make path rougher
Your joy is poison, your suffering their supper
success is tasted, they say that you changed
"I we was folk, man, you just ain't the same"
"Come on, let me a bit off your name"
Be a sucker if you want, gon' hate you just the same
When surrounded by don't get swallowed by it
Pain, anguish, and fear, get followed by it
All habitual line-stepping niggas be
You violate the game, you
Gone...