Luyện nghe bài hát Dessert 4 Thought

P:]
Dark forces, get on the
Cause you see an iced out cross on the Devil
Illuminati and Masons, are we facing?
See you at the crossroad, Vacation
is like Fright Night, get you a Night Light
Two blunts, Zeitgeist, remind me Christ like
Now niggas look like women
pants, costume jewels
I guess their CEO might 'em
God Pac, but they ain't got thug like feelings
God bless Big, but they don't know the day struggle
I keep it thorough, everywhere I'm bubbling, you gum
Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm
And if they lyrical then the fuck am I?
The maker of miracles, couple of lines
lines in my soul in my mind
Make the jewels unfold every of the rhyme
Use respect, and I'm
Audio fucking up your
Lyrically spit shit, flip a spatula
to the game, and you just a bachelor
SP and the Mouse in this
And I want it quiet as a mouse in bitch
Burn you in car and your house is the shit
ever say you hard if I ain't bout for the shit

T:]
It's a never ending story, I'm here for my glory
The engines too loud, these haters ignore me
Feeling like a legend, that came before me
Drug dealer, posing all this mother jewelry
Came from the crack house, back room, out
hit they lungs, make 'em UFC tap out
No B, it was nothin' else to map out
So we stones while we living in this glass house
It's been a minute so they ask where the went
My clean, but I still got the Pilot lit
Made a fortune outta fumes, my shit
Reality TV, Survivor bitch
Yuuuck, put our on display
Who's bout tomorrow we ain't promised today
This rap fickle, we ain't promised to play
The last of the greats, pay to me

[Joe
If my past had a encore, it be a onslaught
A lot of niggas died, it's too many to for
I'm thinkin bout my youth, us as little
Am I wrong for having Bishop Eddie would long for?
I got decade old that are still bleeding
That of my life is closed, yet y'all still read it
Straight face on, pretending to feel
Casket shopping for a loved one is still breathing
Swear that shit got in the way of
Avoiding calendars, all your days were numbered
Laid out in the bed, can sit up
Those were your last breaths, I was for hiccups
don't get the picture, when your medicine is liquor
I'm talkin phone ringing, being too to pick up
I you in a better place and that joy is felt
I learned death calls it won't leave a voice mail
You would be proud, I'm due to be up
Wanna make your dreams true? Gotta wake up
Groupie niggas I don't see how you deal it
Broke and starving, but to your Meal Ticket
Broke debate that trash
Back and forth to they vacant
Still in all I know a few make that cash
Quick flip, even Rex ain't lose the weight that fast
Y'all should treat me like
Last of a dying breed that puts and power behind loyalty
Careful, that bitch rub off
Me, I'd rather die with my balls than to live with 'em cut off
winded, be patient enough to hear 'em
I'll you the jewels if you brave enough to wear 'em
But know before you it up
Food for thoughts only as important as follow it up