Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

Now the has been raised, what the fuck happened to you?
I can tell you what did not happen to you
You didn't get your ass on this Cathedral

[Verse 1:
For not knowin' the you can be capped like a NBA salary
Lives haphazardly, them sons of bitches is bastards, G
That's why I be high B, so don't ask me why I'm not nigga
ain't countin' no money up wit' cha
The fuck we got to talk
Not seachin' for Bobby
But somethin' sticky and super
To burn with my in the parkin' lot
by 'em before I got out
Parched we?
Honestly shorty, let me check make I ain't got no fleas up on me
From minglin' with ol' pussy ass niggas and dog ass bitches
Old veterans get bit by the
I swear to God them puppies 'll kill ya
Field of dreams, they true if you build it
So I made myself if can dig it
[Hook: Kendra
I go we roll up
Everywhere I go we up
I know you think you nigga, so what?
It going down til we showed up
You it's going down-n-n
You know going down-n-n

2: Talib Kweli]
Across the water or the border
See my second line like I'm from New Orleans
You a snitch nigga type that'll the law
So before the I get my thoughts in order
Seen your rapper on stage you and your crew
We so sick of Thelonius dudes
Annoyance grew and the boo
We had enough of your excuse
Living in the world of my own
Life a gunfight, a knife is only weapon
You don't really know the fuck you stepped in
Better chill right now, life such a
Save the feedback, the weed at?
me at an intervention
You the one who need an
To stop you from interruptin'
Wow such a nasty habit
Wow this marijuana marriage got my jealous
I get selfish I'm making fuckin' classics
Amsterdam or California, Washington, Oregon or
we blaze in the club the Jamaican bud
Got me so special, no bravado

[Verse 3: Big
Hey ya I emerge from the south the mind to get paid
Cup of some drank it stuck in my ways
Livin' life tryna catch me a
In the state they used to wholesale slaves
Pimp tight nigga up
Presidential when I roll up, a playa do
She in love put nothing above purest the in a day or two
That's a playa move, in this game of life can't or lose
You gotta be willin' to be the to give it [?] gator shoes
I heard it an old school kid, say I had an old school soul
me I was bound to be great, never fall for the fake
And never ever chase no ho, make that dough
Crack my seal, pop my trunk and work my
every now and then, reflect on times
That I ain't dimes to fuck or dough to spend
So I gotta keep my mind right, forever run the limelight
I don't need no fame, my shine so bright
I'm a in my own right, forever loyal to the game