Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Kanye West Diss)

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

Yeah, is a balance
You lose your grip, you can into an abyss
No doubt you see niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of move, he's a star
And we can't look
Due to the that he caught our hearts
He's apart, but we deny it
Justifying that half-ass he dropped, we always buy it
When he tell us he a but it's clearer lately
It's been for him to look into the mirror lately
There was a time when nigga was my hero, maybe
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 to say somethin' to contest him
So he grows out of
Into the person that he truly was all along, it's startin' to
Damn, what happened
Maybe my fault for idolizing niggas
Based off the they be rappin'
But come to find out, these niggas don't write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then they the shit
Damn, that's what I get for lyin' to
Well, fuck it, what's important is he's cryin' out for help
While the world's eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to
And playin' his old shit, he won't top it, false prophets

Somebody shoulda told me it be like this
Be this, be like this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
prophets
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
Be like this, be this
shoulda told 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 been had
By all the legends, so every I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him, the shit is
And I know he so bitter he 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 life
Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't 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
Turns into an obsession and keeps a nigga up
words, hopin' people observe the dedication
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 these niggas 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...)
shoulda told me it would be like this
Be like this, be this
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
Yeah, false

rappers insecure
They about being a man so much
I finally understand that they ain't even
'Bout who they are and why do this
Guess I'm in that category
As a nigga who done had the
My highest moments come from telling all the saddest
seen in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that raise the hair on my
My lowest moments from trying too hard
To some niggas that couldn't care if I'm on
from 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 your diss, make wish
This is dedicated to the
Who to me on some faithful shit
I'm on some thankful
But the real god is in you, not the you copping
I hear my old and I know I can top it
prophets

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