Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

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

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

that,
a 9-to-5 I into that,
I'm into rap an I don't see me an office job with these tats,
So what choice do I man?
Do I on or do I bag grams?
signing for dole,
I wanna get for my flow an my rhymes,
I'm a pro when I'm I know,
If I grind then I'll so why,
am I time on the roads,
now interested,
I should probably 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 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 arrested, for so much as an eighth of weed**
i get arrested for kidnap, blackmail**
**false imprisonment, and possession with to supply**
**urghh, typical of my fuckin' luck really
**just as I'm about to sign a deal Mike**
**I might be a fuckin' bird**

I don't sell weed no more,
hated the but I kept pedalling,
Nan just poon under my bed again,
I'm a let again,
And she screaming "get shit out the house!" again,
no curving 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 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)
**Never man**
**There's no B for me!**
**I got shit to fall back on!**
**I school at year 8**
**I own, an education**
**Sellin' weed an writing lyrics is all I
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 my advance so I ain't got shit!
I'm stuck at Warner's and pricks won't push my album,
but it's cool as soon as I'm I'm gonna do it without them,
8 months I'm still stuck in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, to get back on this Ferris Wheel,
I'm on this Carousel,
when will this ever
is hell for me I'm back 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 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 joke about me a horse**
IS a metaphor!**
**What I mean is I'm sick of hustlin', I'm of the grime**
**I am of things going to shit**
**JUST when they're lookin'
**I don't know if this shit is ever gonna work for
**I swear blud I'm so fed up yo**
**Urghh, I cannot be with it, anymore**