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 your grip, you can slip into an abyss
No you see these niggas trippin'
Ego in charge of every move, a star
And we can't away
Due to the days that he caught our
He's apart, but we deny it
Justifying that half-ass he dropped, we always buy it
When he tell us he a genius but it's lately
It's hard for him to look into the mirror lately
was a time when this nigga was my hero, maybe
That's the reason why his from grace 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 with the to say somethin' to contest him
So he out of control
Into the person he truly was all along, it's startin' to show
Damn, wonder what
Maybe it's my fault for idolizing
Based off the words they be
But come to find out, these don't even write they shit
Hear some new style up, then they bite the shit
Damn, that's what I get for lyin' to
Well, fuck it, what's more important is cryin' out for help
While the world's him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, false prophets

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

I got a homie, he a rapper and he 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 him, the shit is depressing
And I know he so bitter he see his own blessings
Goddamn, nigga, you too blind to see you got fans,
And a to make a classic rap song
To change a nigga's life, but you too anxious life
Always worried 'bout the critics who ever fucking did it
I write what's in my heart, don't a fuck who fucking with it
But in a sense I can relate, the to be great
Turns into an and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people observe the
That stirs in you constantly, but 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 like
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like
False
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la...)
Somebody shoulda told me it would be like
Be like this, be like
Somebody shoulda told me it would be this
Yeah, prophets

These rappers
They talk about 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 moments come from telling all the saddest stories
seen in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that the hair on my arms
My lowest moments came from too hard
To impress some niggas that care if I'm on
Therefore here on out, my hair grow out
I care bout opinions
I wanna give hope like the fountains you pennies in
Hit the store, take your diss, make wish
is dedicated to the ones
Who listen to me on faithful shit
I'm on some shit
But the real god is in you, not the music you
I hear my old and I know I can top it
prophets

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