Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

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

I don't wanna my life this way,
picture me 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 what choice do I have
Do I on or do I bag grams?
Long for dole,
I get signed 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 probably give it a rest 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)
Stuck on the wrong of town,
With my spinning,
I keep on down!

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

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 the truth
The bags too big to be for use
no excuses,
She knows what the 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 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)
learn man**
**There's no B for me!**
**I ain't got shit to fall on!**
**I left school at 8**
**I own, an education**
**Sellin' weed an 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 dropped the label did,
and I wasted my so I ain't got shit!
I'm stuck at Warner's and pricks won't push my album,
but it's as soon 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 on this Ferris Wheel,
I'm stuck on Carousel,
when will this end?
This is 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 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 on falling 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 going to shit**
**JUST when lookin' up**
**I don't know if this shit is ever work for me**
**I swear blud I'm so fed up yo**
**Urghh, I cannot be dealing with it,