Luyện nghe bài hát Heir To The Throne

Lets get in the perspective of with no love
spectacles riddle the festivals left of us
collectible surgical kit synthetical drug
intellectual thug is digestin all these grub
buzz reputable so theres skeptical fuss,
my best of you doesn't you'll find where the rest of you was,
the of you was about as late as the rest of you was,
hostility in my hostel and then he the new scrubs,
nigga gyro hero out a hero, an sub,
by myself in your sectional club professional gloves,
my set of goggles scope incredible slugs..
congressional fuss me to depression too much
and its taking me to a few could express through a dutch,
i in a cloudy state of mind with my head in the heavens
and said to reverend i wish I was beheaded at seven..
instead its like i jetted from hell, dead in this dead end,
A sinister sentenced to get this bread with this leaded eleven,
1997 i was joyful, happy and bright, 2007 im unlawful, happy
family gatherings for the scraps who would fight,
knew i was gifted the words how i rap what i write,
with a focus on the road, passin the sights,
sat on the and missed them gun blast massacre nights,
ask if its point em then out em fast as a light,
parachute arial assault casket a kite,
now that i got your one sided attention
im different from you payed attention
now pay attention,
need i say or mention if i persuaded
of wishes you say is business
i a greater pension,
your late intentions made all my late extension
what gave to my plate position and state, my fate and its real