Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Kanye West Diss)

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

Yeah, is a balance
You lose your grip, you can slip into an
No you see these niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of move, he's a star
And we look away
Due to the days that he our hearts
He's 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 for him to look into the mirror lately
There was a when this nigga was my hero, maybe
That's the reason why his fall from grace is to take
'Cause I believed him he said his shit was purer and he
The type of nigga swear he real but all around him's
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 was all along, it's startin' to show
Damn, wonder happened
Maybe it's my fault for 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 they the shit
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 playin' his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, prophets

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

I got a homie, he a rapper and he win bad
He want the fame, the acclaim, the respect been had
By all the legends, so every time I see him, he
Talking 'bout, niggas don't fuck him, the shit is depressing
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 a nigga's life, but you too anxious living life
Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever did it
I write in my heart, don't give a fuck who fucking with it
But in a sense I can relate, the to be great
Turns an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people the dedication
That stirs in you constantly, but get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the music or is there to me?
Do I want these to worship me? False prophets

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

rappers insecure
They talk being a man so much
I understand that they ain't even sure
'Bout who they are and why do this
Guess I'm included in category
As a who done had the glory
My highest moments come from telling all the saddest
I've seen in my life, I be fiendin' to
Songs that raise the on my arms
My lowest moments came from trying too
To impress some niggas couldn't care if I'm on
Therefore here on out, my hair grow out
I nothin' bout opinions
I wanna give like 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 shit
But the god is in you, not the music you copping
I my old shit and I know I can top it
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 me it would be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
False