Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Be Like This)

Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be like this, be like
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this

Yeah, is a balance
You lose your grip, you can into an abyss
No doubt you see these niggas
Ego in of every move, he's a star
And we can't away
Due to the days that he caught our
He's apart, but we deny it
Justifying half-ass shit he dropped, we always buy it
When he us he a genius but it's clearer lately
It's hard for him to look into the mirror lately
There was a when this nigga was my hero, maybe
That's the reason why his fall from is hard to take
I believed him when he said his shit was purer and he
The type of nigga swear he real but all around fake
The women, the dickriders, you know, the yes men
Nobody the balls to say somethin' to contest him
So he out of control
Into the person that he truly was all along, it's to show
Damn, wonder happened
Maybe it's my for idolizing niggas
off the words they be rappin'
But come to find out, niggas don't even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then they the shit
Damn, that's I get for lyin' to myself
Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's cryin' out for
While the eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And playin' his old shit, he won't top it, false prophets

Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
Be like this, be this
Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
Yeah, prophets

I got a homie, he a rapper and he win bad
He the fame, the acclaim, the respect that's been had
By all the legends, so time I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, don't fuck with him, the shit is depressing
And I know he so bitter he see his own blessings
Goddamn, nigga, you too to see you got fans, nigga
And a platform to make a classic rap
To change a nigga's life, but you too anxious living
Always worried the critics who ain't ever fucking did it
I what's in my heart, don't give a fuck who fucking with it
But in a I can relate, the need to be great
Turns an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' observe the dedication
That in you constantly, but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the or is there more to me?
Do I want these to worship me? False prophets

Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
Be like this, be like
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Yeah, false

These rappers
They talk about being a man so
I finally understand that they even sure
'Bout who are and why they do this
Guess I'm in that category
As a who done had the glory
My highest moments come from telling all the stories
seen in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that raise the on my arms
My moments came from trying too hard
To impress some that couldn't care if I'm on
Therefore here on out, my hair grow out
I care nothin' opinions
I wanna give like the fountains you throw pennies in
Hit the store, take your diss, your wish
This is dedicated to the
Who listen to me on faithful shit
I'm on some thankful
But the god is in you, not the music you copping
I hear my old shit and I I can top it
prophets

Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be this, be like this
shoulda told me it would be like this
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
Be like this, be this
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
prophets