Luyện nghe bài hát Deception

Don't let money ya
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is a story of a kid
His name is
Who made more
Than the Count of Crisco

He a lavish style of life
Fast money, women,
And he liked to frequent bars, pubs and
his livin' as a world famous rap star

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

Constantly his art and
try to master
Started winnin' battles
And his rep

Gave his a reputation
As the crew
And what would do to him
All the cards was hard

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

In the lab, demos
songs fat
Then he quit his to five
Finally his arrived
When he a major label record contract

Don't let change ya
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Lah-di-dah,
Laaaaah, di-dah,
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Laah, di-dah,
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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
Started off the people
He up wit
Ego blown like his soul had abducted

Though his was once real
Now has filled
Up his world, and he couldn't get of it
Used to wanna be the best of the rap

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

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

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,

L.P, my rap changes fast
Here today, gone
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 is played
He to change wit

Them old hit rhymes, no one him
His rhymes appealin' anymore
And his records ain't sellin'
Now dropped from his label

And he's goin'
Tried the underground
Ghetto revoked
And the faces that he dissed
On his way, to the top
as they watched him do the downstroke

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

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

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

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