Luyện nghe bài hát Deception

Don't let money ya
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This is a of a kid
His is Cisko
Who made more
Than the of Monte Crisco

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

When he first mic respect's
What he was
And so he got inside his
Day and night, and he'd

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

Gave his crew a
As the best
And what life do to him
All the cards that was

Pen and pad, relief
Would be his
his dues, doing shows
Now he's on

In the lab, pumping
songs fat
Then he his nine to five
his time arrived
When he a major label record contract

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

Laah, di-dah,
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His single was a overnight success hit
And now he went from rags to the best fits
All his new
his head, takin' it

To the point where he lost proper
Started off the people
He up wit
Ego blown his soul had been abducted

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

Now his only one is goin' platinum
And his has since decreased
And the hunger ceased
Now content, just as long as fame and cash

He's a big willie now, rappin' 'bout
Thousand dollar shoppin'
out with stars
I mean just a ago, he was broke
Bummin' money, drinkin' out the 40 bottle, outdoors

Don't let money 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
Here today, tomorrow
Now his passed
Now the new boy
With the hip now

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

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

And goin' broke
the underground return
Ghetto pass
And the same faces he dissed
On his way, to the top
as they watched him do the downstroke

Now the moral of the is that some go
Why money make the inner vision crumble?
So if blessed with the talent
it to the fullest
Be true to and stay humble

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,
Don't let change ya!

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