Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Saved My Life

He said: "I what I see
Write to make it right, don't like I be
I'd like to make it like the on TV
Quite the life, so nice and easy"
See: now you can die from that
But it's better than not being alive straps
Agreed, a notebook and a Bic
That click it's pushed and a wack-ass beat
a track that's weak that he got last week
Cause everybody in the stu' was like: "That's heat!"
A bass-heavy medley with a from the 70s
With a screwed-up hook went "stack that cheese"
Something something, "stack that cheese"
Mother, sister, cousin, "stack cheese"
He couldn't of nothin', "stack that cheese"
He turns the beat, writer's block impedes
Crying from the next room, a in need
Of some Pampers and food and place to sleep
plus a black Cadillac on Ds
Is what keep him on track to be a MC

One you never of, I
Push it to further the
Grind, feel like murder, but
you saved my life

Reps North-side, so he them braids
1100 on his Myspace page
"Stack That Cheese" got 700
Producer him take it down, said he had to pay
Open mic champ 2 in a row
Ex d-Boy with a flow
like Leroy, you should see the boy go
Got a daddy serving life and a on the Row
Best homie in the grave, up while in the cage
Minute Maid got his momma working like a
Down baby-momma, who he had to honor
she was his biggest fan, even let him use her Honda to
Drive up to Dallas, went to open up for
Let him a debit card so he could put gas in it
Told her when he get on he gon' her to the Galleria
And buy but the mannequins, ya dig?

One you heard of, I
Push it to further the
Grind, might like murder, but
Hip-Hop you my life

His man called, "your time might be now
They played your freestyle 'Wipe Me Down'
They it 2 times, say it might be crowned
As the best thing out the in a while"
He up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single word to the newborn
Then he put him down and went to the kitchen
And put on another and got back to the mission of
Get his momma out the hood, put her in the woods
Keep his lady good, have her rolling like she should
Show his homies there's a way than that flippin' yay
his homie out of jail, put a lawyer on his case
Throw a concert for the school, show the that it's cool
Throw some candy on the Caddy, chuck the and act a fool
Man it feels good, when it like that
Two days from back to selling crack, yessir