Luyện nghe bài hát Dessert 4 Thought

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

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

Budden:]
If my past had a encore, it be like a
A lot of niggas died, too many to mourn for
I'm bout my youth, us as little kids
Am I wrong for having thoughts Bishop Eddie would for?
I got decade old wounds are still bleeding
That chapter of my life is closed, yet y'all still it
face on, pretending to feel decent
Casket shopping for a one that is still breathing
Swear that shit got in the way of
Avoiding calendars, since all your days numbered
out in the bed, can barely sit up
Those were your last breaths, I was for hiccups
Y'all don't get the picture, your medicine is liquor
I'm talkin phone ringing, being too to pick up
I know you in a better place and joy is felt
I learned when death calls it won't a voice mail
You would be proud, I'm due to be up
Wanna make your dreams come Gotta wake up
Groupie niggas I see how you deal with it
Broke and starving, but clinging to Meal Ticket
Broke hustlers debate that
Back and forth to they vacant
Still in all I know a few that'll make that
Quick flip, even Rex ain't lose the weight that fast
should treat me like royalty
Last of a dying breed that puts money and 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 give you the jewels if you enough to wear 'em
But before you swallow it up
Food for thoughts as important as what'll follow it up