Luyện nghe bài hát Dessert 4 Thought

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

T:]
It's like a ending story, I'm here for my glory
The engines too loud, these can't ignore me
Feeling like a legend, that came before me
dealer, posing all this mother fuckin' jewelry
Came from the crack house, back room, out
Smoke hit they lungs, 'em UFC tap out
No plan B, it was else to map out
So we stones while we living in this glass house
It's been a minute so they ask the fire went
My kitchen clean, but I got the Pilot lit
Made a fortune fumes, my Mcguiver shit
Reality TV, before bitch
Yuuuck, put our on display
Who's thinkin bout we ain't promised today
This rap game fickle, we promised to play
The of the greats, pay homage to me

[Joe
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 having thoughts Eddie would long for?
I got decade old wounds are still bleeding
That chapter of my life is closed, yet still read it
Straight face on, pretending to decent
Casket shopping for a loved one that is still
that shit got in the way of Summer
Avoiding calendars, since all your days were
Laid out in the bed, can sit up
Those were your last breaths, I was for hiccups
Y'all don't get the picture, your medicine is liquor
I'm phone ringing, being too afraid to pick up
I know you in a better place and joy is felt
I learned when calls it won't leave a voice mail
You be proud, I'm due to be caked up
Wanna make your dreams come true? Gotta up
Groupie I don't see how you deal with it
Broke and starving, but clinging to your Ticket
Broke debate that trash
Back and forth to they vacant
in all I know a few that'll make that cash
Quick flip, even Rex ain't lose the weight that fast
Y'all should treat me royalty
Last of a dying breed that 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 enough to hear 'em
I'll give you the jewels if you brave to wear 'em
But know before you it up
Food for thoughts only as important as follow it up