Luyện nghe bài hát Dessert 4 Thought

P:]
Dark forces, get on the
you might see an iced out cross on the Devil
Illuminati and Masons, are we facing?
See you at the crossroad, that's
Shit is like Fright Night, get you a Light
Two blunts, Zeitgeist, remind me it's Christ
Now niggas wanna look like
Tight pants, costume
I guess CEO might bend 'em
God bless Pac, but they ain't got thug feelings
God bless Big, but don't know the every day struggle
I keep it thorough, I'm bubbling, you bubble gum
Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm
And if they lyrical then the fuck am I?
The of miracles, every couple of lines
lines in my soul in my mind
Make the jewels unfold every of the rhyme
Use respect, and I'm
Audio up your cardiovascular
Lyrically spit shit, like a spatula
Married to the game, and you a bachelor
SP and the Mouse in bitch
And I it quiet as a mouse in this bitch
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 ending story, I'm for my glory
The engines too loud, these haters ignore me
Feeling a legend, anyone that came before me
Drug dealer, posing all this mother fuckin'
Came the crack house, back room, black out
Smoke hit lungs, make 'em UFC tap out
No plan B, it was nothin' to map out
So we throw stones while we living in glass house
been a minute so they ask where the fire went
My kitchen clean, but I still got the lit
Made a fortune fumes, my Mcguiver shit
TV, before Survivor 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

Budden:]
If my past had a encore, it be like a
A lot of niggas died, it's too to mourn for
I'm bout my youth, us as little kids
Am I wrong for having thoughts Bishop Eddie would long
I got decade old wounds that are bleeding
chapter of my life is closed, yet y'all still read it
Straight on, pretending to feel decent
shopping for a loved one that is still breathing
Swear that shit got in the way of
calendars, since all your days were numbered
Laid out in the bed, can sit up
Those your last breaths, I was mistaking 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 and that joy is felt
I learned when death calls it leave a voice 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 deal it
Broke and starving, but clinging to your Ticket
Broke debate that trash
Back and forth to vacant stash
Still in all I know a few make that cash
Quick flip, Rex Ryan ain't lose the weight that fast
Y'all should 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 my balls than have to live with 'em cut off
Long winded, be patient to hear 'em
I'll give you the jewels if you brave enough to 'em
But know you swallow it up
Food for thoughts only as as what'll follow it up