Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cloud

Now people say I'm
I got some of voodoo hex
is so complex
There's no telling what happen next

on the edge, fuels the sickness in my head
It embeds the type of that's got a lot of brothers dead
The smarter brother to keep his foes close
And I'm the type of brother that's smarter than

A cold hearted overdose of lyrical
The cure to make sure my karma can't take me
Up to the same old tricks, I wonder if I'll stick
Is a really lucky if you find it on the ground?

the problem with this town?
I figure it out
My karma's down
In the form of a black

got a little black cloud
That follows me I go
It over me

I've got a little cloud
That follows me I go
It over me

I'm sick, I've got a real ill
My intentions are but there's a cure for my condition
My put me in the wrong positions
Chasing pipe dreams of fame and

The epic, not only a name a
My game no matter the pain, I stay the charmer
The don of karma, I like the Dalai Lama
I a saint but I've got joi de vivre

And I'm the one to blame if the rains on me
I can't about it or even let regret
the energy it takes
For me to get

A bad boy since birth, so I can't
What goes comes around and it ain't got me yet
I've gotten wise in my age and tame the of my rage
I've got a lot to learn and I've got money to
To pretend is more than sowing ever could mend

my torches for a dime
The pressure's away now
clouds lifted for the light
The fading away now

A thousand cigarettes won't the way we feel
The pressure's now
Can you bare the of knowing truth?
truth?

I was rapping in the
Hoping then, my luck would
And if there's any
To all old sayings

'Cuz if I kill a spider, would my house on fire?
If I walked under a ladder it matter?
I tend to laugh when black cross my path
mirrors in half just to test the aftermath

Now here comes the rain, I my pain
Trying to make sense of these crazy
I'm a in the rough, could I suffer enough?
I'm getting for a living, not giving a fuck

hard times got me stuck
in a jam
I'm the monkey on your
And the in the dam

Disastrous, time to master this
And the past is just a map to this
In the darkness, I'm to adapt to this
I would change the past if I could one wish

my torches for a dime
The pressure's fading now
Black clouds for the light
The pressure's fading now

A cigarettes won't change the way we feel
The pressure's now
Can you bare the thought of truth?
Knowing

Knowing
I gotta put down
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