Luyện nghe bài hát Dessert 4 Thought

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

T:]
It's a never ending story, I'm here for my glory
The engines too loud, haters can't ignore me
Feeling like a legend, anyone that 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 throw stones while we in this glass house
It's been a minute so they ask the fire went
My kitchen clean, but I still got the lit
Made a fortune fumes, my Mcguiver shit
Reality TV, before bitch
Yuuuck, put our lives on
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 past had a encore, it be like a
A lot of died, it's too many to mourn for
I'm thinkin bout my youth, us as little
Am I for having thoughts Bishop Eddie would long for?
I got decade old wounds are still bleeding
That chapter of my is closed, yet y'all still read it
Straight on, pretending to feel 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
out in the bed, can barely sit up
Those were your last breaths, I was for hiccups
Y'all don't get the picture, when your medicine is
I'm talkin phone ringing, being too afraid to up
I you in a better place and that joy is felt
I when death 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 niggas I don't see how you deal it
Broke and starving, but to your Meal Ticket
Broke hustlers debate that
Back and forth to they stash
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 shit'll rub off
Me, I'd rather die with my balls have 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 before you swallow it up
Food for thoughts only as as what'll follow it up