Luyện nghe bài hát Handwriting

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

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

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

2]
First got me like boiling water with soda in it
Drop my project in the pot it lock up like those in prison
prove these people wrong that don't see the vision
Three nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to
Two free albums minus label
Fired my publicist cuz I what I was paying him for
Drunk til I'm conscious,
call tell him put y'all on 3-way immediately
Cuz I'm sick of being to and I'm waging war
Then I'm back to Sippi-land and I'm quitting rap
Ain't bad cuz when I was poor, hell I was fat and happy
Dealing with the critics and the got me trippin'
Like my and my tone make it really hard to listen
I was scarred but I was driven before the came
Lynching rappers and dropping albums, and watching em
I pushed mine back with fear that they might just do me the
Cuz I rebel I might get shelved, but part of the game
Hell, the handwriting...

(The on the wall...)
Goddamn right it's on the
I take sh*t seriously man
This is my life, all I've ever known
This all I'll ever do and I to God I won't
let take it from me

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

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