Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

man,
I'm sicka shit bruv, swear down,
as things start looking up,
it all to shit again,
of my fucking life!

I don't wanna live my this way,
picture me a desk...

that,
a I ain't into that,
I'm into rap an I don't see me an office job with these tats,
So what do I have man?
Do I on or do I bag grams?
signing for dole,
I wanna get signed for my an my rhymes,
I'm a pro I'm nice I know,
If I then I'll blow so why,
am I time on the roads,
now interested,
I should probably give it a before I get arrested.

(chorus)
Why don't I learn my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I end up back h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
on the wrong side of town,
With my spinning,
I on falling down!

(chorus background)
then I got arrested, whoops**
**never arrested, for so much as an eighth of weed**
**and i get arrested for kidnap,
**false imprisonment, and possession with to supply**
**urghh, typical of my fuckin' luck innit**
**just as I'm about to a deal with Mike**
**I might be doin' a fuckin'

I wanna sell weed no more,
the cycle but I kept pedalling,
Nan just poon under my bed again,
I'm a let again,
And she screaming "get this out the house!" again,
There's no curving the
The too big to be for personal use
no excuses,
She knows what the is!
I do flip, of green, to get me a few quid,

She's at me so dissapointed,
All I can say is "I do it again"
But she I will...

(chorus)
Why I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I want's to my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I end up back h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
on the wrong side of town,
With my spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
**Never learn
no plan B for me!**
**I got shit to fall back on!**
**I left at year 8**
**I don't own, an
weed an writing lyrics is all I know**
**Fuck

(falling x16)

I got and raided,
I got signed,
and I case,
So now fine,
but now not, (not)
Not did only I get dropped the label did,
and I wasted my advance so I got shit!
I'm stuck at Warner's and them pricks won't my album,
but it's cool as as I'm free I'm gonna do it without them,
8 later I'm still stuck in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, time to get back on Ferris Wheel,
I'm on this Carousel,
when this ever end?
is hell for me I'm back at the beginning again,
Someone please get me offa circus ride,
the horse that I'm riding's my thighs... erm,

(chorus)
Why I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up back (here)
Stuck on the side of town,
my head spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
**An before some funny guy tries to make a about me riding a horse**
IS a metaphor!**
**What I mean is I'm sick of hustlin', I'm of the grime**
**I am SICK of things going to
**JUST when they're lookin'
**I don't know if this shit is gonna work for me**
**I down blud I'm so fed up yo**
**Urghh, I cannot be dealing with it,