Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

man,
I'm this shit bruv, swear down,
as things start looking up,
it all to shit again,
of my fucking 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 have
Do I on or do I bag grams?
Long for dole,
I wanna get signed for my an my rhymes,
I'm a pro I'm nice I know,
If I grind then blow so why,
am I wasting on the roads,
now interested,
I should give it a rest before I get arrested.

(chorus)
Why don't I 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)
Stuck on the wrong of town,
my head 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 with to supply**
**urghh, of my fuckin' luck really innit**
**just as I'm about to sign a deal with
**I be doin' a fuckin' bird**

I don't sell weed no more,
the cycle but I kept pedalling,
Nan just found under my bed again,
I'm a let again,
And she screaming "get this out the house!" again,
There's no curving the
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,

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 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 on falling down!

(chorus background)
**Never learn
no plan B for me!**
**I ain't got shit to back on!**
**I left school at 8**
**I own, an education**
**Sellin' an writing 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 the whole 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 still in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, time to get back on this 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 offa circus ride,
the horse that I'm riding's my thighs... erm,

(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)
Stuck on the side of town,
With my spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
**An before some funny guy tries to 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 things to shit**
when they're lookin' up**
**I don't know if shit is ever gonna work for me**
**I swear down blud I'm so fed up
**Urghh, I cannot be dealing it, anymore**