Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Be Like This)

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

Yeah, life is a
You your grip, you can slip into an abyss
No doubt you see niggas trippin'
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 that half-ass shit he dropped, we buy it
When he us he a genius but it's clearer lately
It's been hard for him to look the mirror lately
There was a time when this was my hero, maybe
the reason why his fall from grace is hard to take
'Cause I believed him he said his shit was purer and he
The of nigga swear 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, it's to show
Damn, wonder what
Maybe it's my for idolizing niggas
Based off the words be rappin'
But to find out, these niggas don't even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then bite the shit
Damn, that's I get for lyin' to myself
Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's out for help
the world's eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And playin' his old shit, knowin' he top it, false prophets

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

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

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

These rappers
They talk about a man so much
I finally that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why they do
Guess I'm in that category
As a nigga who done had the
My highest come from telling all the saddest stories
I've in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that raise the on my arms
My lowest came from trying too hard
To impress some niggas couldn't care if I'm on
Therefore here on out, my hair grow out
I care bout opinions
I wanna give hope like the fountains you throw in
Hit the store, take your diss, your wish
This is to the ones
Who to me on some faithful shit
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
prophets

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