Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Be Like This)

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

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

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

I got a homie, he a and he wanna win bad
He want the fame, the acclaim, the that's been had
By all the legends, so every I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, niggas don't with him, the shit is depressing
And I know he so bitter he see his own blessings
Goddamn, nigga, you too blind to see you got fans,
And a platform to make a rap song
To a nigga's life, but you too anxious living life
Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever did it
I write what's in my heart, don't give a who fucking with it
But in a sense I can relate, the to be great
Turns into an obsession and keeps a nigga up
words, hopin' people 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 these niggas to worship me? False prophets

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

rappers insecure
They talk about a man so much
I understand that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why they do
I'm included in that category
As a nigga who done had the
My highest moments from telling all the saddest stories
I've in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that the hair on my arms
My lowest moments came from too hard
To impress some niggas couldn't care if I'm on
Therefore from here on out, my grow out
I care bout opinions
I wanna give hope like the fountains you pennies in
Hit the store, take your diss, make your
This is dedicated to the
Who listen to me on some faithful
I'm on some shit
But the real god is in you, not the you copping
I hear my old shit and I I can top it
False

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