Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Forget About You

There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick
Straw hat on the porch you old perhaps
gather your thoughts, have a cold one
Brag, to your about how life is golden
So I will light a cigar in the corridor of the
Pictures on the wall of all the that I did
All the money and fame, by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big
Collidin' big names that could've made your career stop
All that, and your man is still here, and I'm hot
Wow, I a moment y'all
See, I almost felt a tear

When was the last you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the
was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme?
Never on schedule, but always on

These streets hold my days
This hood taught me golden
me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's break me
These streets hold my days
This hood me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what me
Break me, not a thing's gonna me

Oh, I'm history, I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm spot
I'm that kid by the spot
That's my past made me hot
Here's my long anthem
Can't forget you
(Can't forget about, can't about you)
(Can't forget about, forget about you)

forget about the old school, Bam, Cas, Melle Mel, Flash
Rocksteady spinnin' on back
forget when the first rap Grammy went to Jazzy, Fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up; rap hasn't the same since
So irregular, how it you up
When Mr. T a wrestler
forget about Jordan's retirement
The Robert Horry to win the game in the finals, kid
things are forever, some things are not
It's the things we remember gave the world shock
They stay in a in your mind so snug
who the person was with whom you first make love

When was the last you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas
Never on schedule, but always on

These streets hold my days
This hood me golden ways
Made me, this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's break me
These streets hold my deepest
This taught me golden ways
me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna me

Oh, I'm history, I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm spot
I'm that kid by the spot
my past that made me hot
Here's my life long
Can't about you
(Can't forget about, can't about you)

Unforgettable, unsubmittable, I go by N now
one syllable; it's the end 'cause the game's tired
It's the vibe Good Times had right after James died
That's why the rhymers ain't inspired
Heinous crimes record sales more than creative lines
And I don't wanna keep up the greater times
But I'm a dreamer, nostalgic the state of mind
The past the past, of it, a'ight then
But nothing gives me like Douglas and Tyson
Or Mike when his was live
Or when he first did the moon on Motown 25

When was the time you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the
was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme?
Never on schedule, but always on

These hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden
Made me, truly is what made me
Break me, not a gonna break me
These streets hold my deepest
This hood taught me golden
Made me, truly is what made me
Break me, not a thing's break me

That's why, darling, it's
That someone so
Thinks that I am too