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, what are we
See you at the crossroad, Vacation
Shit is like Fright Night, get you a Night
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 ain't got thug like feelings
God bless Big, but they don't know the every day
I it thorough, everywhere I'm bubbling, you bubble gum
you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm troublesome
And if they lyrical what the fuck am I?
The maker of miracles, every of lines
Parallel in my soul in my mind
Make the jewels unfold every time of the
Use respect, and I'm
fucking up your cardiovascular
Lyrically spit shit, flip like a
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 your car and your is the shit
Don't say you hard if I ain't bout for the shit

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

[Joe
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 thoughts Bishop Eddie would long for?
I got decade old wounds are still bleeding
That of my life is closed, yet y'all still read it
Straight on, pretending to feel decent
Casket shopping for a loved one is still breathing
Swear 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 breaths, I was mistaking for hiccups
Y'all don't get the picture, when your medicine is
I'm phone ringing, being too afraid to pick up
I know you in a better and that joy is felt
I learned when death calls it won't leave a mail
You would be proud, I'm due to be up
make your dreams come true? Gotta wake up
Groupie niggas I don't see how you with it
Broke and starving, but clinging to Meal Ticket
Broke debate that trash
Back and forth to they vacant
Still in all I know a few that'll make that
Quick flip, even Rex Ryan ain't lose the that fast
should treat me like royalty
Last of a dying breed that puts money and behind loyalty
Careful, that shit'll rub off
Me, I'd rather die with my balls than have to with 'em cut off
Long winded, be patient enough to 'em
I'll give you the jewels if you enough to wear 'em
But know you swallow it up
Food for thoughts only as important as what'll it up