Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

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

I don't wanna live my life 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 choice do I have man?
Do I sign on or do I bag
Long for dole,
I wanna get 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 before I get arrested.

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

(chorus background)
**But I got arrested, whoops**
**never been arrested, for so much as an eighth of
**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 don't wanna weed 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 curving the
The too big to be for personal use
no excuses,
She what 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 don't I 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)
**Never man**
no plan B for me!**
**I got shit to fall back on!**
**I left school at 8**
**I own, an education**
**Sellin' weed an writing lyrics is all I
**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 my advance so I ain't got shit!
I'm at Warner's and them pricks won't push my album,
but it's cool as as I'm free I'm gonna do it without them,
8 months later I'm stuck in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, time to get back on this Wheel,
I'm on this Carousel,
when this ever end?
This is hell for me I'm at the beginning again,
Someone please get me offa this ride,
the that I'm riding's hurtin' my thighs... erm,

(chorus)
Why don't I learn from my
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 keep on 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 sick of hustlin', I'm sick of the
**I am SICK of things to shit**
**JUST when they're up**
**I don't know if shit is ever gonna work for me**
**I swear down blud I'm so fed up
**Urghh, I be dealing with it, anymore**