Luyện nghe bài hát Deception

Don't let change ya
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,

Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,

This is a of a kid
His name is
Who made money
Than the of Monte Crisco

He lived a lavish style of
money, women, cars
And he liked to frequent bars, and disco's
Made his livin' as a world famous rap

When he started mic respect's
he was after
And so he got inside his
Day and night, and write

Constantly his art and
He'd try to
winnin' local battles
And his rep

his crew a reputation
As the best
And what life do to him
All the cards was hard

Pen and pad, relief
be his refuge
Paid his dues, shows
Now he's on

In the lab, demos
songs fat
Then he quit his nine to
his time arrived
When he signed a major label record

let money change ya
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laaaaah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,

Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,

His single was a overnight success hit
And now he went wearing rags to the best fits
All his new
Gassed his head, it

To the where he lost proper perspective
cuttin' off the people
He up wit
Ego blown like his soul had abducted

his heart was once real
Now material has
Up his world, and he get enough of it
Used to be the best of the rap dons

Now his only one is goin' platinum
And his skills has since
And the inner ceased
Now content, as long as fame and cash come

a big willie now, rappin' 'bout cars
Thousand dollar sprees
Hangin' out with
I mean just a year ago, he was
Bummin' money, drinkin' out the 40 bottle, outdoors

let money change ya
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,

Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,

Second L.P, my rap changes
today, gone tomorrow
Now his passed
Now the new boy
the hip now sound

Second time around isn't stable as
It once was, now lookin' for the same hit
But his sound is
He to change wit

old hit rhymes, no one feelin' him
His rhymes appealin' anymore
And his records ain't shit
Now he's dropped his label

And goin' broke
the underground return
Ghetto revoked
And the same faces that he
On his way, to the top
Laughed as they watched him do the

Now the moral of the story is that go
Why would money make the inner crumble?
So if you're blessed the talent
it to the fullest
Be true to yourself and stay

let money change ya
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Don't let change ya!

Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Don't let change ya!

Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,
Laah, di-dah,
Lah-di-dah,