Luyện nghe bài hát Handwriting

(Handwriting's on the wall)
Yeah, it's on the
I'ma drinking 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 single and said I had play
Since Country Sh*t, hell they that was a regional record anyway
But thank God for Bun B and Ludacris because 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 time was
Maybe I'm rapping in vain, this wasn't my lane
Maybe I'm hurting myself, talking 'bout real instead of the fame
How can I Shawty I swear I think I'm wasting 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 pride might be my downfall, but I ain't asking for
I wear my heart on my sleeve, run into me cuz it bleeds
No to your craft, but I make my own beats
the handwriting.

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

2]
First quarter got me like boiling with soda in it
my project in the pot watch it lock up like those in prison
Gotta prove these people wrong don't see the vision
nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to mention
Two albums minus label support
my publicist cuz I forgot what I was paying him for
Drunk til I'm conscious,
call Johnny tell him put on 3-way immediately
Cuz I'm sick of being lied to and I'm war
Then I'm going back to Sippi-land and I'm rap
Ain't that bad cuz I was poor, hell I was fat and happy
with the critics and the comments got me trippin'
Like my accent and my tone make it really to listen
I was scarred but I was before the politics came
Lynching rappers and albums, and watching 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...)
right 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 deep in the game I'm in
I'm bound to lose if I'm in sin
If I play to win will I make it
I'm tired of my heart Lord I just wanna scrape it out
This the road less traveled, sh*t I gotta stay the route
I hear the and all the betrayal I just gotta phase it out
With another shot, better it down with a glass of Crown
Put on my tab, yeah 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
Ain't 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 noses up and talk down on
Imagine how you'd feel to you work hard, and you educated
And they 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)