Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

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

I don't wanna live my life way,
me behind a desk...

that,
a I ain't into that,
I'm into rap an I don't see me gettin' an office job these tats,
So choice 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 when I'm I know,
If I grind then 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 want's to my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
on the wrong side of town,
With my spinning,
I keep on down!

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

I don't wanna sell no more,
hated the but I kept pedalling,
Nan found poon under my bed again,
I'm a let again,
And she screaming "get shit out the house!" again,
There's no the truth
The bags too big to be for 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 want's to 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,
my head spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
**Never learn
no plan B for me!**
**I ain't got shit to back on!**
**I left at year 8**
**I own, an education**
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 I get dropped the whole label did,
and I my advance so I ain't got shit!
I'm stuck at Warner's and pricks won't push my album,
but cool as soon as I'm free I'm gonna do it without them,
8 months later I'm still in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, time to get back on Ferris Wheel,
I'm stuck on Carousel,
will this ever end?
This is hell for me I'm at the beginning again,
Someone please get me this circus ride,
the that I'm riding's hurtin' my thighs... erm,

(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 always end up h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
Stuck on the side of town,
my head spinning,
I on falling down!

(chorus background)
**An before some funny guy tries to make a joke about me riding a
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 gonna work for
**I swear blud I'm so fed up yo**
**Urghh, I be dealing with it, anymore**