Luyện nghe bài hát Edge of Destruction

[Tech 1]
Im humble I know what it feels like to be at the bottom and have nobody
No Fans, no
Nobody in ya
Now at Me
I was down on the ground with
Some in my town said my sound was a
Now that Im theyre astounded and oddly
try and come around now Im somebody
Middle in the air
With a hope and a
I started
had no money then my daughter hit
That was a get up and nigga starter kit
to spit, bars to get, at stars when its, not marketed
Youre far from it, dark and your quit
Really barking, you wishing for the spark to get in your art a bit
But they doubted me cause Im nothing like em, knew how to be
Stylistically foul, and hes proud to be and hes
Thinking now is time to get the crowd
Now found him, its wow peep his salary
Way back when I was feeling
When inspiration, motivation, was
At the pace to be great, exceeded
All of your expectations you can eat it
my world, this my game
All the wicked shit is coming out of my
This is my girl, music is my
If you can get it I'mma keep it P.I.
Why not the pie?
Scared I
Would get the people me and wouldn't dare to buy your shit
Try to told ya before my flow sick
Milli sold on the road with my clique
listen in to witness
Tech's
In the club MGK
sex twirling
to the top
Never did
Now we got it its fuck the then
The haters in the
On my ass
come around like my ex-girlfriends

For the I, Gooo
For spot I, Gooo
To the top I,
Screaming fuck the (fuck the world)
Screaming mother fuck the
Fuck the (fuck the world)
mother fuck the world
And real
How I feel twenty-four-seven in a where the weak men die
Doing whatever we do to survive
to the sky
Middle finger up
Scream the world (fuck the world)
Screaming fuck the world
Fuck the (fuck the world)
Screaming mother fuck the

2]
I remember thinking I would die
Than go through what I was going through when I was struggling to
of ambition and Im ready to ride
No over triumph and I am a Lion I gotta try
of drama, I was feeling like a failure
Fiending for the industry again, I was living in
Doing odd
Everybody me
Traveling to work, in forth, on the bus
Yeah, I was up
But I got it together for
Spit lyrics cause I was ready to ball
Started Po Pimpin on everybody and certain motherfuckers that to get in my circle I tell em naw
Cause I got to get money up in my anatomy, naturally, and I be gradually happy to holla
At somebody when they speak and they might be on that
So sometimes its, fuck em I dont even
And who knows whats next but three angels chasing
Hailing from the Mid-West, as we our wings
All of us striving to over the summit
us a vision that would be stunning
When we to Earth and your city and do a show
You get to see everybody from miles come running
Yelling for Gun Kelly
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in better something smelly
We could take it to another level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put hands up Im ready
on and get wild let loose
Celebrate the fact that you made it and let me see you get
You done been some shit
But you did it you had the heart to throw the middle finger up

3]
From the streets
To the seats
On the block, running the cops, like athletes
Whoever would've imagined up
Could've got me to the finish track meets
And when everybodys hot, Im past
And if I dont the fuel, dont gas me
Its a long time coming
Since 100 and running
Mother come catch me
And while these rappers pen and pad it
I was 13, a semi-automatic
Anything we ever wanted then u know we gotta it
Dont nobody ever snitch, get pinched? You forget like
Kids carry tools like gadget
high school to an open casket
Now another baby in the stomach of his babys mother nevers gonna know his

Whys the gotta lie to get money?
Whys the federal gotta take from me?
Why we even fighting for country?
Have u seen my city fucker we hungry!
Representing for the middle of the map even me and mine are coming from the bottom
Why do all greats fall it isn't autumn?
Where would Pac be at if would've shot him?
Do u really the Notorious Big would believe these guys?
All these internet that the the media finds
You wanna talk about
Look in what name is in it I bet u see mine
Mother fucker this
Skinny boy six foot
Heart bigger an SUV
Lord knows I been hell and back
jail and crack
And still I out on t-o-p
This is for the kid who had a father figure to depend on
Spending every school day sent home
Feeling like he doesn't anybody
Because the only he ever had on him was his headphones
So he picks a
And he them on
morning just to get him through the day
Looking for an
In the in the bass
Thats the of MGK