Luyện nghe bài hát Handwriting

(Handwriting's on the wall)
Yeah, it's on the
I'ma keep drinking til they toss me out motherf*cker man

1]
Excuse my tone of voice but was just a bad day
Label hit me about another single and said I ain't had
Since Sh*t, hell they thought that was a regional record anyway
But thank God for Bun B and Ludacris because had faith
That would take off and it did, guess I was too country to quit
I make albums not hits, these rich folks don't about this
But that's cool, I'm to that K.R.I.T. Wuz Here
Pray to God this was meant for me, a to be
my time was near
Maybe I'm rapping in vain, maybe this wasn't my
Maybe I'm myself, talking 'bout real life instead of the fame
How can I change? Shawty I swear I think I'm time
On the phone with my like, "I just wanna save some lives"
I just want a to ride with the ones I was dealt
My might be my downfall, but I ain't asking for help
I wear my on my sleeve, don't run into me cuz it bleeds
No disrespect to your craft, but I make my own
the handwriting.

(The on the wall...)
Man the Hennessy do something to a n*gga man that sh*t...
I just can't back, you feel me?

2]
First quarter got me like boiling with soda in it
Drop my project in the pot watch it lock up like in prison
Gotta these people wrong that don't see the vision
Three nominations, number one on 106, I forgot to mention
Two albums minus label support
Fired my publicist cuz I forgot what I was him for
Drunk til I'm conscious,
Johnny tell him put y'all on 3-way immediately
Cuz I'm sick of being to and I'm waging war
Then I'm going back to and I'm quitting rap
that bad cuz when I was poor, hell I was fat and happy
Dealing with the critics and the comments got me
Like my accent and my tone make it really hard to
I was scarred but I was before the politics came
Lynching rappers and dropping albums, and em hang
I pushed mine back with fear that might just do me the same
Cuz I rebel I might get shelved, but that's of the game
Hell, the handwriting...

(The on the wall...)
Goddamn it's on the wall
I take sh*t seriously man
This is my life, all I've ever known
all I'll ever do and I promise to God I won't
let nobody it from me

3]
I did it for all of mine and all of
Ten deep in the game I'm in
I'm to lose if I'm living in sin
If I play to win will I make it
I'm tired of my heart Lord I just wanna scrape it out
the road less traveled, sh*t I just gotta stay the route
I the hate and all the betrayal I just gotta phase it out
With another shot, better chase it down with a of Crown
Put on my tab, yeah I'm doing bad
Cuz music's all I've ever known, sh*t, all I've had
Tryna say something, tryna do something, tryna be
Ain't much time left, I make do, I can't live forever
that what makes me me? No smoke and no mirrors
And I don't even wear Loc's, so they can see me
And you can say that I'm bitter but me if I'm trippin'
stick their noses up and talk down on Mississippi
Imagine how you'd to know you work hard, and you educated
And treat you like you never made it
The handwriting...

(The handwriting's on the wall, final curtain's to fall
Just ain't no feelings at all,
the handwriting, on the wall)