Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

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

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

that,
a 9-to-5 I ain't that,
I'm into rap an I don't see me gettin' an job with these tats,
So choice do I have man?
Do I on or do I bag grams?
Long for dole,
I wanna get for my flow an my rhymes,
I'm a pro when I'm I know,
If I grind I'll blow so why,
am I time on the roads,
now interested,
I should give it a rest before I get arrested.

(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 back (here)
Stuck on the side of town,
my head spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
then I got arrested, whoops**
**never been arrested, for so as an eighth of weed**
i get arrested for kidnap, blackmail**
**false imprisonment, and possession intent to supply**
**urghh, typical of my fuckin' luck innit**
**just as I'm about to sign a 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 "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,

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 ain't got shit to fall 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 the whole label did,
and I wasted my so I ain't got shit!
I'm stuck at and them pricks won't push my album,
but it's cool as soon as I'm free I'm gonna do it them,
8 months I'm still stuck in my deal,
In with my lawyer, time to get back on this Ferris Wheel,
I'm stuck on Carousel,
when will this ever
This is for me I'm back at the beginning again,
Someone please get me this circus ride,
the horse I'm riding's hurtin' my thighs... erm,

(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)
Stuck on the wrong of town,
my head spinning,
I keep on down!

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