Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Be Like This)

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

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

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

I got a homie, he a rapper and he win bad
He want the fame, the acclaim, the that's been 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 he can't see his own blessings
Goddamn, nigga, you too blind to see you got fans,
And a platform to make a rap song
To change a nigga's life, but you too anxious living
Always 'bout the critics who ain't ever fucking did it
I write what's in my heart, don't give a 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
stirs 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 told me it would be like this
Be like this, be this
shoulda told 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 like this, be like
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Yeah, prophets

These rappers
talk about being a man so much
I understand that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why they do
Guess I'm included in that
As a nigga who done had the
My highest come from telling all the saddest stories
seen in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs raise the hair on my arms
My lowest moments came trying too hard
To impress some niggas that care if I'm on
from here on out, my hair grow out
I care nothin' opinions
I wanna give hope the fountains you throw pennies in
Hit the store, take diss, make your wish
This is dedicated to the
Who listen to me on faithful shit
I'm on some thankful
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 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 like this, be like
Somebody shoulda me it would be like this
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