Luyện nghe bài hát Heir To The Throne

Lets get in the perspective of no objectives love
heckler spectacles riddle the festivals of us
collectible medical kit synthetical drug
thug is digestin all these vegetable grub
respectable buzz so theres skeptical fuss,
my best of you doesn't mean you'll find where the of you was,
the rest of you was about as late as the of you was,
hostility in my hostel and then he the new scrubs,
nigga hero out a hero, an edible sub,
by myself in your club with professional gloves,
my set of binocular goggles incredible slugs..
fuss aching me to depression too much
and its taking me to a level few could through a dutch,
i walk in a cloudy state of with my head in the heavens
and said to reverend i wish I was beheaded at seven..
instead its like i jetted from hell, went dead in this end,
A sinister sinner sentenced to get this with this leaded eleven,
1997 i was joyful, happy and bright, im unlawful, happy despite
dysfunctional family gatherings for the who would fight,
i was gifted with the words how i rap what i write,
drive a focus on the road, passin the sights,
sat on the stoop and them gun blast massacre nights,
ask if its right em then out em fast as a light,
parachute arial assault niggas a kite,
now that i got your one sided attention
im different from niggas you payed
now pay attention,
i say or mention if i persuaded conditions
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