Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Be Like This)

Somebody told me it would be like this
Be like this, be this
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 niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of move, he's a star
And we can't away
Due to the days that he caught our
falling apart, but we deny it
Justifying that half-ass he dropped, we always buy it
When he us he a genius but it's clearer lately
It's been hard for him to into the mirror lately
There was a time this nigga was my hero, maybe
That's the reason why his from grace is hard to take
I believed him when 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
with the balls to say somethin' to contest him
So he out of control
Into the person that he truly was all along, it's startin' to
Damn, wonder happened
it's my fault for idolizing niggas
Based off the they be rappin'
But come to find out, niggas don't even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, they bite the shit
Damn, what I get for lyin' to myself
Well, it, what's more important is he's cryin' out for help
While the eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And playin' his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, prophets

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

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 time I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him, the is depressing
And I know he so bitter he see his own blessings
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 anxious life
Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever did it
I what's in my heart, don't give a fuck who fucking with it
But in a sense I can relate, the need to be
Turns into an obsession and a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people observe the
That stirs in you constantly, but intentions get
Do I do it for the of the music or is there more to me?
Do I want niggas to worship me? False prophets

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

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

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