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 but today 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 regional record
But thank God for Bun B and Ludacris because had faith
That sh*t would take off and it did, I was too country to quit
I make albums not hits, these rich folks don't know 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
my time was near
Maybe I'm rapping in vain, maybe this my lane
Maybe I'm hurting myself, talking 'bout life instead of the fame
How can I change? Shawty I swear I think I'm time
On the phone with my pops like, "I just wanna save lives"
I just a deuce to ride with the ones I was dealt
My pride be my downfall, but I ain't asking for help
I wear my heart on my sleeve, don't run into me cuz it
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 hold back, you 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
Gotta these people wrong that don't see the vision
Three nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to
Two free minus label support
my publicist cuz I forgot what I was paying him for
Drunk til I'm conscious,
call Johnny 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 Sippi-land and I'm rap
Ain't that bad cuz 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 driven before the politics
Lynching rappers and dropping albums, and watching em
I pushed mine with fear that they might just do me the same
Cuz I rebel I might get shelved, but that's part of the
Hell, the handwriting...

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

3]
I did it for all of and all of yours
Ten toes deep in the I'm in
I'm bound to lose if I'm in sin
If I play to win will I it out?
I'm tired of feeling my heart I just wanna scrape it out
This the road less traveled, sh*t I just stay the route
I hear the and all the betrayal I just gotta phase it out
With another shot, better chase it with a glass of Crown
Put on my tab, yeah I'm doing bad
Cuz music's all I've known, sh*t, all I've ever had
Tryna say something, tryna do something, tryna be
Ain't much time left, I gotta do, I can't live forever
Ain't that what makes me me? No smoke and no
And I don't wear Loc's, so they can see me clear
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 feel to know you work 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 left at all,
the handwriting, on the wall)