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, life is a
You lose your grip, you can slip an abyss
No doubt you see these niggas
Ego in charge of every move, he's a
And we look 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 us he a genius but it's clearer lately
It's been for him to look into the mirror lately
There was a time when this nigga was my hero,
That's the reason why his 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
with the balls to say somethin' to contest him
So he grows out of
Into the person that he truly was all along, it's to show
Damn, wonder happened
it's my fault for idolizing niggas
Based off the words they be
But come to out, these niggas don't even write they shit
some new style bubblin' up, then they bite the shit
Damn, what I get for lyin' to myself
Well, fuck it, more important is he's cryin' out for help
the world's 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 would be like
Be this, be like this
Somebody told me it would be like this
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
shoulda 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 respect been had
By all the legends, so every I see him, he stressing
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 to see you got fans, nigga
And a platform to make a classic rap
To change a nigga's life, but you too living life
Always worried 'bout the who ain't ever fucking did it
I write what's in my heart, give a fuck who fucking with it
But in a sense I can relate, the to be great
Turns into an and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people the dedication
stirs in you constantly, but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the of the music 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 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 this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like
Yeah, prophets

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

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