Luyện nghe bài hát Film

Lifes a fog at night red brake
The freeway a restaurant
egg whites sat on my plate like
3 AM this is a spot frequented by made men
Im on hemp a fly old pimp
Just in, his suit was shark skin,
He me up from some of the thoughts Im lost in
What fame does to niggas, love to bitterness
Friends to fiends for the audience ridiculous
Jumped up, the tab got in my Benz and went
To my old tenement, visit my old friends
Some love and some are envious
Some got the heart of gold, some
At times I wanna go back to penniless
Ignorance is bliss, i love being
Ugh, but lifes got me on the again
And all is real so alls mentioning.

If I press pause, or fast forward past the hardness
Visions written bring words to life Im smitten with
Memories real, still ill, now I appeal (appear?) like film

Ice on from mossbergs to golf clubs
Ninth hole, the white rose, the life I
Bandanna over the eye, Dior
Car doors with no touch of the handles
Capri style, its on beaches and islands
Far from sirens at least for a weekend
then its to the streets creepin
Id like to make a free toast of champagne on behald of nigga speaking
Add a splash to the
Roll the hash for my world renowned goons evening
As i the table like Babe Ruth
Louisville Slugger in my grip for a fake
Bat to the brain with brute
Splatter my cream velour
They hit me lawsuit
I slip in your whore
b*tch hate you, word to Jesus
Bet you never she toot yay and play with a gay crew
OGs to make way for the new
Young want Polo aint f*cking with J Crew
Its safe to say I was young and innocent
But look what I now, is all worth mentioning

If I could pause, or
fast past the hardness
Visions written bring to life like Im smitten with
real, still ill, now I appear (appeal?) crisp like film

I speak to the street
The executive chief
The felons, young mothers with they trying to feed right
The wearers modern day Che Guevaras
Cuz I barely survived eras
Honest, always make on my promise
I talk it I do it you can hold me to it
I was born to this I didnt invent it
But Id be not to take a few meal tickets
You and I are real different, we dont share the beliefs
Fight in the ring or buy seats
Either you beef or you like to spectate
Give me gloves, and Ima do it how the say
We em and we come out tussling
The ghetto is my of eden
So I keep and weaving
Its intense so Im breathing
KO, and the is Nas, thats how the scene ends

If I press pause, or
fast forward past the
Visions written words to life like Im smitten with
Memories real, still ill, now I appeal (appear?) crisp film