Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Pain

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

And I roam streets
That's why my songs is deeper than death
I went from no in the fridge to a platter on my shelf and I watch it
And y'all ain't gotta give me that but keep ya out my pockets

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

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

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

Guess, I was raised the way
That's why, I walk around with the eighth
And shed so many tears, I have none left
Sometimes, I sat and prayed for

I feel like it's a quarter to 12
15 minutes to my days is over why it's hard to stay soba
So I in the rain and smoke in the sun
And my own clouds not to think of the pain

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

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

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

niggaz held me back for 3 fucking years
And niggaz left me for dead
Hopin' that the world forget but you know what?
They 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 fuck about is my niggaz and my only
I'm on shit like

can suck these off
'Coz I don't need y'all to y'all nigga
I know, you my word play early
Like Nelly got country like 'er day

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

Ah, I got the flow, I be the best in the Bronx
'Coz, I walk through the swamps
Strivin' through the alleys of death, my destiny in life
if it takes my last breath, nigga

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