Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Pain

As I sit an myself
Am I cocky 'coz I only play my shit and to myself
Or am I for perfection? Answer that
Ah, fuck it I'm and I about to perfect rap, nigga

And I these streets
That's why my is deeper than death itself
I went from no food in the fridge to a on my shelf and I watch it
And y'all gotta give me that but keep ya hand out my pockets

Haters 'coz you makin' me nervous, it ain't it
We want no accident when I flip on purpose
'Coz we seen so many tragedies done
September 11th, remember

Like, how I forget, I lost my man pop in that shit
Help me get a
I think, I'm it do
Because life an death, I be confusin' the two

And sometimes, I don't give a if I live or die
But I if I don't give a fuck about myself who else will, I'm stressin'

Guess, I was the wrong way
That's why, I walk around with the eighth
And done shed so many tears, I have left
Sometimes, I sat and prayed for

I feel like it's 11:45 a to 12
15 minutes to my is over that's why it's hard to stay soba
So I drink in the and smoke in the sun
And create my own clouds not to think of the

Sometimes, I I'm goin' insane
I get mad and shout, God's in vain
me for my sins, he got me laughin' again
He got me rappin' again now help me choose my friends

My the closest one to me
But if my gun could take the and tell, I'll be doin' life in jail
Like judge, he me do it
It ain't the gun, it's the nigga behind it that shoot it, that's

You see, of niggaz, don't want drag to shine
Instead they wanna see drag up like my nigga Shyne
So you know what try to do, leave a nigga behind
You know what it is, envy me

Motherfuckin' niggaz held me back for 3 years
And motherfuckin' niggaz left me for
Hopin' that the world would forget but you know
didn't forget, they bought me back

And now, I'm in the shape of my life
So now, I'm on some shit like fuck,
All I give a about is my niggaz and my niggaz only
I'm on some like

Y'all can these off
'Coz I need y'all to succeed y'all nigga
I know, you like my play early
Like Nelly got country grammar 'er day

I can go cold and still sell out
And make enough dough to get your feet not about your toes?
For comin' at me steppin'
like gangsta shit and ain't have no weapon, nigga

Ah, I got the best flow, I be the best in the
'Coz, I don't through the swamps
Strivin' through the alleys of death, my destiny in life
Even if it takes my last breath,

I walk in places where it could've been my last
But God got me out of it, I love Him and I'm of it
Now can you feel my
See what I see walk in my shoes and still keep sane, nigga