Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

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

I wanna live my life this way,
picture me a desk...

that,
a 9-to-5 I ain't that,
I'm rap an I don't see me gettin' an office job with these tats,
So what do I have man?
Do I on or do I bag grams?
signing for dole,
I get signed for my flow an my rhymes,
I'm a pro I'm nice I know,
If I then I'll blow so why,
am I wasting on the roads,
now interested,
I should probably give it a rest I get arrested.

(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)
on the wrong side of town,
With my spinning,
I on falling down!

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

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

looking 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 to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
Stuck on the wrong of town,
With my spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
**Never learn
**There's no B for me!**
**I got shit to fall back on!**
**I left school at 8**
**I don't own, an
**Sellin' weed an lyrics is all I know**
man**

(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 whole did,
and I wasted my so I ain't got shit!
I'm at Warner's and them pricks won't push my album,
but cool as soon 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 stuck on Carousel,
when will this end?
This is hell for me I'm back at the again,
please get me offa this circus ride,
the horse that I'm riding's my thighs... erm,

(chorus)
Why don't I learn from my
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 on falling down!

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