Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Kanye West Diss)

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

Yeah, life is a
You lose your grip, you can slip an abyss
No doubt you see these trippin'
Ego in charge of every move, a star
And we can't away
Due to the days he caught our hearts
He's apart, but we deny it
Justifying half-ass 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
was a time when this nigga was my hero, maybe
That's the reason why his fall from grace is hard to
'Cause I believed him when he said his 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
Nobody with the balls to say to contest him
So he out of control
Into the person that he truly was all along, it's startin' to
Damn, wonder what
Maybe it's my fault for idolizing
Based off the they be rappin'
But to find out, these niggas don't even write they shit
Hear some new style up, then they bite the shit
Damn, that's what I get for to myself
Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's out for help
While the eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And playin' his old shit, he won't top it, false prophets

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

I got a homie, he a and he wanna 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 is depressing
And I know he so 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 what's in my heart, don't give a fuck who with it
But in a sense I can relate, the to be great
into an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people observe the
That in you constantly, but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the or is there more to me?
Do I want these to worship me? False prophets

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

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

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