Luyện nghe bài hát Deception

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

He lived a style of life
money, women, cars
And he liked to frequent bars, pubs and
Made his as a world famous rap star

When he first started mic
he was after
And so he got his mind
Day and night, and write

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

Gave his a reputation
As the best
And what would do to him
All the cards that was

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

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

let money change ya
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Laaaaah, di-dah,
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His first was a overnight success hit
And now he went from wearing rags to the fits
All his new
his head, takin' it

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

his heart 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 platinum
And his skills has decreased
And the hunger ceased
Now content, just as long as fame and come

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

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

Laah, di-dah,
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Second L.P, my rap changes
Here today, gone
Now his label
Now the new boy
the hip now sound

Second time everything isn't stable as
It was, now he's 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 sellin' shit
Now he's dropped his label

And he's goin'
the underground return
Ghetto revoked
And the same faces he dissed
On his way, to the top
Laughed as watched him do the downstroke

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

let money 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,
let money change ya!

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