Luyện nghe bài hát Edge of Destruction

[Tech 1]
Im humble because I know what it like to be at the bottom and have nobody
No Fans, no
Nobody in ya
Now at Me
I was down on the ground nobody
Some in my town said my sound was a
Now that Im theyre astounded and oddly
They try and come now Im somebody
Middle in the air
With a hope and a
I this
Never had no money my daughter hit
That was a get up and hustle starter kit
Hard to spit, bars to get, at when its, not marketed
Youre far from it, dark and your quit
barking, you wishing for the spark to get heart in your art a bit
But doubted me cause Im nothing like em, never knew how to be
foul, and hes proud to be wild and hes
Thinking now is to get the crowd shouting
Now people him, its wow peep his salary
Way back when I was defeated
inspiration, motivation, was needed
At the pace to be great, exceeded
All of expectations you fakers can eat it
This my world, 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 liking me and wouldn't to buy your shit
Try to told ya that my flow sick
Milli on the road with my whole 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 in the past
On my ass
Wanna come around my ex-girlfriends

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

2]
I remember thinking I would die
Than go through what I was through when I was struggling to survive
Full of ambition and Im ready to
No tragedy over triumph and I am a Lion I try
Full of drama, I was feeling like a
Fiending for the industry again, I was in disgust
Doing odd
Everybody me
to work, back in forth, on the bus
Yeah, I was up
But I got it together for
Spit venomous lyrics I was ready to ball
Po Pimpin on everybody and certain motherfuckers that want to get in my circle I tell em naw
Cause I got to get money up in my anatomy, naturally, and I gotta be gradually to holla
At somebody when they speak and might be on that bullshit
So sometimes its, em I dont even botha
And who knows whats next but angels chasing dreams
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 come to Earth and city and do a show
You would get to see everybody from miles running
Yelling for Gun Kelly
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in better bring smelly
We could take it to level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put they hands up Im ready
Come on and get wild let
Celebrate the that you made it and let me see you get buck
You done through some shit
But you did it cause you had the to throw the middle finger up

3]
From the back
To the packed
On the block, running the cops, like athletes
would've imagined lace up
Could've got me to the finish like track
And when hot, Im past heat
And if I need the fuel, dont gas me
Its been a long coming
Since 100 and running
Mother come catch me
And these other rappers pen and pad it
I was 13, a semi-automatic
Anything we ever wanted then u know we have it
Dont nobody ever snitch, get pinched? You forget magic
Kids carry tools go-go gadget
Leaving high to an open casket
Now another baby in the stomach of his babys mother nevers know his daddy

Whys the gotta lie to get money?
Whys the federal reserve gotta take me?
Why we fighting for another country?
u seen my city mother 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 think the Big would believe these guys?
All these internet thugs that the the finds
You wanna talk about
in encyclopedia what name is in it I bet u see mine
Mother fucker this
Skinny boy six three
Heart bigger an SUV
knows I been through hell and back
Ducking jail and
And still I out on t-o-p
is for the kid who never had a father figure to depend on
Spending every school day sent home
Feeling like he doesn't know
Because the only thing he ever had on him was his
So he picks a
And he turns on
Every morning to get him through the day
Looking for an
In the in the bass
the story of MGK