Luyện nghe bài hát Film

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

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

Ice on gold from to golf clubs
Ninth hole, the rose, the life I chose
over the eye, Dior sandals
Car doors rise with no of the handles
Capiche? Capri style, its on beaches and
Far from police sirens at least for a
then its back to the creepin
Id like to make a free toast of on behald of this nigga speaking
Add a to the Seagrams
Roll the hash for my world goons this evening
As i circle the like Babe Ruth
Louisville Slugger in my grip for a fake
Bat to the brain brute force
Splatter my cream suit
They hit me lawsuit
I slip in your whore
Your b*tch hate you, word to
Bet you knew she toot yay and play with a gay crew
OGs to make way for the new
Young niggas want Polo aint f*cking with J
Its safe to say I was young and innocent
But what I know now, is all worth mentioning

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

I speak to the life
The chief types
The felons, young mothers with kids they to feed right
The botega modern day Che Guevaras
Cuz I barely survived eras
Honest, always good on my promise
I dont it I do it you can hold me to it
I was born to this I didnt invent it
But Id be wrong not to take a few meal
You and I are real different, we dont the same beliefs
Fight in the ring or buy ringside
Either you like or you like to spectate
me gloves, and Ima do it how the refs say
We em and we come out tussling
The is my garden of eden
So I bobbing and weaving
Its intense so Im hardly
KO, and the is Nas, thats how the scene ends

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