Luyện nghe bài hát Handwriting

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

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

(The on the wall...)
Man the do something to a n*gga man sometimes that sh*t...
I just hold back, you feel me?

2]
First got me like boiling water with soda in it
my project in the pot watch it lock up like those in prison
Gotta prove these people that don't see the vision
Three nominations, number one on 106, I forgot to mention
Two albums minus label support
Fired my cuz I forgot what I was paying him for
til I'm barely conscious,
call Johnny him put y'all on 3-way immediately
Cuz I'm of being lied to and I'm waging war
Then I'm back to Sippi-land and I'm quitting rap
Ain't that bad cuz when I was poor, hell I was fat and
Dealing with the critics and the comments got me
Like my accent and my tone make it really to listen
I was scarred but I was driven before the politics
Lynching rappers and albums, and watching em hang
I mine back with fear that they might just do me the same
Cuz I I might get shelved, but that's part of the game
Hell, the handwriting...

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

3]
I did it for all of and all of yours
Ten toes in the game I'm in
I'm bound to if I'm living in sin
If I to win will I make it out?
I'm tired of feeling my heart Lord I 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 just 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 I've known, sh*t, all I've ever had
Tryna say something, tryna do something, be better
Ain't much time left, I make do, I can't live forever
Ain't that what me me? No smoke and no mirrors
And I don't even wear Loc's, so can see me clear
And you can say that I'm but tell me if I'm trippin'
They stick noses up and talk down on Mississippi
Imagine how you'd feel to know you hard, and you educated
And they treat you 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)