Luyện nghe bài hát False Prophets (Kanye West Diss)

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

Yeah, life is a
You lose grip, you can slip into an abyss
No doubt you see these trippin'
Ego in charge of move, he's a star
And we can't away
Due to the days that he our hearts
falling apart, but we deny it
Justifying half-ass shit he dropped, we always buy it
When he tell us he a genius but 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 when he said his shit was and he
The type of nigga swear he 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 out of control
Into the that he truly was all along, it's startin' to show
Damn, wonder what
Maybe it's my for idolizing niggas
Based off the words they be
But come to find out, these niggas even write they shit
Hear some new style bubblin' up, then bite the shit
Damn, that's what I get for lyin' to
Well, fuck it, what's more important is he's cryin' out for
While the eggin' him on, I'm beggin' him to stop
And his old shit, knowin' he won't top it, false prophets

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

I got a homie, he a rapper and he win bad
He the fame, the acclaim, the respect that's been had
By all the legends, so time I see him, he stressing
Talking 'bout, niggas fuck with him, the shit 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 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 I can relate, the need to be great
Turns an obsession and keeps a nigga up late
Writin' words, hopin' people the dedication
stirs in you constantly, but intentions get blurred
Do I do it for the of the music or is there more to me?
Do I want these niggas to worship me? False

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

These rappers
They about being a man so much
I finally understand that they even sure
who they are and why they do this
Guess I'm in that category
As a who done had the glory
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 moments came from trying too hard
To impress some niggas that couldn't if I'm on
from here on out, my hair grow out
I care nothin' opinions
I wanna give hope like the fountains you pennies in
Hit the store, take diss, make your wish
This is dedicated to the
Who listen to me on some 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
False

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