Luyện nghe bài hát Firebreather

Got a Guns N Roses t-shirt, and never listened to the
Just honest, I just thought that shit looked cool
up, do you know who I am?

Turn the to Woodstock
Retire? Don't think I could stop
the way I ride the beat
And fuck your wave, I'ma die knowing I did me
I got some and I cannot let them die in me
This is status
Our bones end up in the ground, does it matter?
Make some good music, get you put in
Get out and go and leave the
Now what the did you think this is?
We born worth dying, we live
Love, prosper, hands to the sky, catch a
Roll the dice, nah, I ain't betting on
Chain looking Orion's belt
Jacket something like a lion pelt
Had to a break and find myself
They put me in a box by
The writers criticizing my rhymes
Are the same that I gentrify in Bed-Stuy
I can't even see the hate, I should probably check my
I got 50,000 phones at me in the sky

a rock and a hard place
Cold blunted with a face
Firebreather,
Born under a moon
But the sun is up soon
Firebreather,
Fire, fire, fire, fire,
Firebreather,
Fire, fire, fire, fire,
Firebreather, yeah,

What the fuck you think I'm doing it
Hungry like it's my year, and I'm new to the sport
The game is tied up, looking at you in the fourth
Do you take the or pass it, this is ten-thousand hours
And I'm on my Master's, liabilities, and assets
And I'm showing up to practice, shooting early, baskets
There's no father to my style, I'm just a freckle-faced
The in the jungle, running, hunting with a habit (woo)
Abracadabra that is magic
They say he'd want it, is on me dancing
I'm mama, I got it, I know I should mind my manners
I'd go double-platinum if I could think of an ad-lib
I'm Prince, I rap a lot
I up on Scarface, now Brad's my dog (woo)
Irish goodbye, and we mobbing
Put the in the coffin, motherfucker, I'm on one

a rock and a hard place
Cold blunted with a stone
Firebreather,
Born under a moon
But the sun is up soon
Firebreather,
Fire, fire, fire, fire,
Firebreather,
Fire, fire, fire, fire,
Firebreather, yeah,