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 this

Yeah, is a balance
You lose grip, you can slip into an abyss
No doubt you see these trippin'
Ego in charge of every move, a star
And we look away
Due to the days he caught our hearts
falling apart, but we deny it
Justifying that shit he dropped, we always buy it
When he tell us he a genius but it's clearer
It's been hard for him to look the mirror lately
There was a time this nigga was my hero, maybe
That's the reason why his fall from grace is to take
'Cause I believed him when he 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
with the balls to say somethin' to contest him
So he grows out of
Into the person that he truly was all along, startin' to show
Damn, wonder what
Maybe it's my for idolizing niggas
Based off the words they be
But come to find out, these niggas don't write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then they bite the
Damn, what I get for lyin' to myself
Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's out for help
While the world's eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to
And his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, false prophets

shoulda told me it would be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like
prophets
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be like this, be this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like
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 don't fuck with him, the shit is
And I he so bitter he can't see his own blessings
Goddamn, nigga, you too to see you got fans, nigga
And a platform to a classic rap song
To change a life, but you too anxious living life
worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever fucking did it
I write what's in my heart, don't give a fuck who with it
But in a sense I can relate, the need to be
into an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people observe the
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 these niggas to worship me? False prophets

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

These insecure
They talk about being a man so
I finally that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why they do
Guess I'm included in category
As a nigga who had the glory
My highest moments come from telling all the saddest
I've seen in my life, I be fiendin' to
Songs raise the hair on my arms
My lowest moments from trying too hard
To impress some niggas that couldn't if I'm on
Therefore here on out, my hair grow out
I care bout opinions
I give hope like the fountains you throw pennies in
Hit the store, take your diss, your wish
is dedicated to the ones
Who listen to me on some shit
I'm on some shit
But the real god is in you, not the you copping
I hear my old and I know I can top it
False

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