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, what are we
See you at the crossroad, Vacation
Shit is like Night, get you a Night Light
Two blunts, Zeitgeist, remind me it's like
Now niggas wanna like women
Tight pants, costume
I guess CEO might bend 'em
God bless Pac, but they ain't got thug like
God bless Big, but don't know the every day struggle
I it thorough, everywhere I'm bubbling, you bubble gum
you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm troublesome
And if lyrical then what the fuck am I?
The maker of miracles, couple of lines
Parallel lines in my in my mind
Make the unfold every time of the rhyme
Use respect, and I'm
Audio up your cardiovascular
Lyrically shit, flip like a spatula
Married to the game, and you just a
SP and the Mouse in this
And I want it as a mouse in this bitch
Burn you in your car and house is the shit
Don't ever say you hard if I ain't bout for the

T:]
It's a never ending story, I'm here for my glory
The engines too loud, these haters can't me
Feeling a legend, anyone that came before me
Drug dealer, posing all this fuckin' jewelry
from the crack house, back room, black out
Smoke hit they lungs, 'em UFC tap out
No plan B, it was else to map out
So we throw stones while we 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 Mcguiver
Reality TV, before bitch
Yuuuck, put our on display
thinkin bout tomorrow we ain't promised today
This rap fickle, we ain't promised to play
The last of the greats, pay to me

Budden:]
If my had a encore, it be like a onslaught
A lot of died, it's too many to mourn for
I'm thinkin bout my youth, us as kids
Am I wrong for thoughts Bishop Eddie would long for?
I got decade old wounds are still bleeding
That chapter of my life is closed, yet still read it
Straight on, pretending to feel decent
Casket shopping for a one that is still breathing
Swear that got in the way of Summer
Avoiding calendars, since all your days numbered
out in the bed, can barely sit up
Those were last breaths, I was mistaking for hiccups
Y'all don't get the picture, your medicine is liquor
I'm talkin phone ringing, too afraid to pick up
I know you in a better place and that joy is
I learned when death calls it won't leave a mail
You would be proud, I'm due to be up
Wanna make your dreams come Gotta wake up
Groupie niggas I don't see how you with it
Broke and starving, but clinging to your Ticket
hustlers debate that trash
Back and forth to they stash
Still in all I a few that'll make that cash
Quick flip, even Rex Ryan ain't lose the that fast
Y'all should treat me royalty
Last of a dying breed puts money and power behind loyalty
Careful, that bitch rub off
Me, I'd rather die with my balls than to live with 'em cut off
Long winded, be patient to hear 'em
I'll give you the jewels if you brave to wear 'em
But before you swallow it up
Food for thoughts as important as what'll follow it up