Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Kanye West Diss)

Somebody told me it would be like this
Be like this, be like
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 every move, he's a
And we can't away
Due to the days he caught our hearts
He's apart, but we deny it
Justifying that half-ass shit he dropped, we 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 is hard to take
'Cause I believed him 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
Nobody 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 what
Maybe it's my for idolizing niggas
Based off the words be rappin'
But come to find out, these niggas even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then bite the shit
Damn, that's I get for lyin' to myself
Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's cryin' out for
While the world's eggin' him on, I'm him to stop
And his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, false prophets

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

I got a homie, he a rapper and he win bad
He want the fame, the acclaim, the respect that's had
By all the legends, so every I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, niggas fuck with him, the shit is depressing
And I he so bitter he can't 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 living life
worried 'bout the critics 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 need to be
Turns into an and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people the dedication
That in you constantly, but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the love of the music or is more to me?
Do I want these to worship me? False prophets

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

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

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