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 some men
Im high on hemp a fly old
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 screams ridiculous
Jumped up, paid the tab got in my and went
To my old housing tenement, visit my old
Some show love and some are
Some got the heart of gold, venomous
At times I wanna go back to penniless
Ignorance is bliss, i love being
Ugh, but lifes got me on the fence
And all is so alls worth mentioning.

If I could pause, or fast forward past the hardness
Visions written bring to life like 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 the eye, Dior sandals
Car doors with no touch of the handles
Capri style, its on beaches and islands
Far from police at least for a weekend
then its back to the streets
Id like to a free toast of champagne on behald of this nigga speaking
Add a to the Seagrams
Roll the hash for my world renowned goons this
As i circle the like Babe Ruth
Louisville Slugger in my for a fake dude
Bat to the brain brute force
Splatter my cream velour
hit me with lawsuit
I slip in your coupe
Your b*tch you, word to Jesus
Bet you never knew she toot yay and with a gay crew
OGs hate to way for the new
Young want Polo aint f*cking with J Crew
Its to say I was once young and innocent
But look I know now, is all worth mentioning

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

I to the street life
The executive types
The felons, young with kids they trying to feed right
The wearers modern day Che Guevaras
Cuz I barely survived crazy
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 tickets
You and I are real different, we dont share the same
Fight in the or buy ringside seats
you like beef or you like to spectate
Give me gloves, and Ima do it how the say
We touch em and we out tussling
The is my garden of eden
So I keep bobbing and
Its intense so Im hardly
KO, and the winner is Nas, thats how the ends

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