Luyện nghe bài hát Can Be

I I can be
A little hard to deal so I stay
as I can be
To get the day without screaming
I I can be
A little to deal with so I stay
as I can be
To get the day without screaming

1]
They call me Lyrical but don't make me get evil
If I put my hands on you it won't be to you
I'm hoping that this life is just a bad dream
Cause I don't things that make a dead nigga scream
"Where you at?"
I'm questioned by my
But even disappeared for seven years
Then returned with the greatest work that a ever did
So counting out really is not a bright idea
Barbosa, meet your son
I'm half Sanchez, half Big Pun
And as a shorty they would me Chino Action
Was 10 old at Def Jam trying to battle Run
11 years old in a juvenile
Lyrically already, you tell me I wasn't LL
I failed I'm still a hell of a writing machine
Chino raises like Van Helsing

2]
I'm like the pope, the ring
How can I be anything else so many tendancies of a king?
I'm like a veteran from
My mind's numb, at time my grind shock you like electricians with sweaty
I met Gil Scott Heron on a flight
He said, "Brother, you the type to make writers to go and write."
How can I something I do so well?
I'm tired, my eyes glowing red jewels from Hell
The hotels, night, the need for rifle power
More parasites than you can see from top of Eiffel
say my ego put me out of history
I'm so conceited I'm jealous when people me
I ain't scared to die, I'm very
Everybody gotta go sometime like jury
But why try me?
Even with all them Chinese, kata's who try to master you tie Chi
No

3]
Yo, you know Chino from the Up Show
The records, I U So
And Pen and classic Here To Save You All
You ain't even a
So matter of fact I'mma mow your block down like I drive a John tractor
Haters feel the
Cause the muscularity of Chino and an action are anatomically correct
Everybody to rattle a lion's cage
But no one to go in alone when his razors are displayed
Afraid of scars, dim witted as Chumlee on Pawn Stars
Still special 50 Tyson's report card
All this Vicodin, Jack and valiums
Bout it blow them promos up, time to drop these albums
If I make it and I'm decomposing in a box
My lives on
I just won't be there to
Say, "He was the illest he picked up that pen."
And judge me by my enemies as as my friends