Luyện nghe bài hát Heir To The Throne

Lets get in the perspective of with no objectives
heckler riddle the festivals left of us
collectible medical kit synthetical drug
intellectual thug is digestin all vegetable grub
respectable buzz reputable so theres fuss,
my best of you doesn't mean find where the rest of you was,
the rest of you was as late as the rest of you was,
hostility in my and then he gets the new scrubs,
nigga hero out a hero, an edible sub,
by myself in your sectional with professional gloves,
my set of binocular scope incredible slugs..
congressional fuss aching me to depression too
and its taking me to a level few express through a dutch,
i walk in a state of mind with my head in the heavens
and said to reverend i wish I was beheaded at seven..
its like i jetted from hell, went dead in this dead end,
A sinner sentenced to get this bread with this leaded eleven,
1997 i was joyful, happy and bright, im unlawful, happy despite
dysfunctional family for the scraps who would fight,
knew i was gifted the words how i rap what i write,
drive a focus on the road, passin the sights,
sat on the stoop and missed gun blast massacre nights,
ask if its right point em then out em as a light,
parachute arial niggas casket a kite,
now i got your undivided one sided attention
im different niggas you payed attention
now pay attention,
need i say or mention if i persuaded
of wishes you say is business
i needed a pension,
your late intentions what all my late extension
what gave to my plate position and state, my and mission its real