Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt

Call it how it is - according to the
If rap was prison our shit be the Supermax
No sunshine, dark skies
Nothing but dark thoughts going my mind
I got bad blood, mad love only for the team
one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go
I ain't seen none of these and we out here
be celebrity thugs a lot of mouth, yeah
Oh my god we could not be fucked
Real look at our life all in the public
We under the microscope all watching us
We have no choice but to keep it they sizing us
And if they wasn't god, always pay attention he
I couldn't live with myself phony
Look, if was a game then I guess we winning
Cuz life we made for ourselves is bitching

Didn't to do it but the voices tug and pullin'
On my eardrums something that I I shouldn't
Got me wildin with the out like shit is legal
Looking for a put 'em in the fetal
Fuck is on? when it's on I know it's on
But shit not really and I'm looking for a war
Looking out my window shit at police
To make worse I'm sipping on some OE
Shit got me buzzing, I'm already bugging
With mad [???] bottles that I about a month ago
Fuck is on my mind? I'm feeling
Plus looking over both shoulders
I woke up blood on my hands
Fuck I do this time? now a nigga
Fuck, probably get the fucking chair
Grab my fucking gun, a few clothes son I'm here