Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

Oh I, I just died in your arms
It mustve been something you
I just died in your arms (X3)
1
Pop died, didnt cry, didnt know him well
Between him doin heroin and me crack sales
Put that in an egg shell, at the tabaknaco
the church, pretendin to be hurt
Wouldnt work, so a was all on my face
Like damn that mans face is just like my
So Pop I forgive you for all the shit that I lived
It wasnt all fault hommie, you got caught
And to pen game, a fault
That Uncle Ray Lost, My big brothers and so others I saw
Im just glad we got to see each other, Talk and remeet other
Save a place in heaven to the next time we foreva-eva
(X3)
2
(Feel my truth)
Music business hate me 'cause the industry make me
Hustlers and embrace me in the music I be makin
I dumbed down from a audience to my dollas
criticize me for all yet they all yell holla
The skillz hold truth be
I probably be Talib Kweli
Truthfully I wanted to like common sense
(but I did 5 mil) I aint been rhymin common since
When you sense got that much in common And youve been hustlin
Your in ception for what perception, go with what sense
Since I know Im up against
We as rappers must decide most Important
And I cant help the if Im one of them
So I got rich and gave back, to me the win win
So next time you see the hommie and his spin
Just know that my mind is working just them
(X2)

Whoo uh uh cheyeah (young) cheyeah hahaha
I keep looking for I cant get
hearts are all around me
And I see an easy way to get out of this
(turn the music up turn the lights Im in my zone)
3
(Feel my truth)
Speakers on the when no tears should fall
'cause he was on the block when squares get off
See in my inner circle all we do is
Till we all got triangles on our
He is just rappin for the platinum yall
I recall 'cause Ive been there before
Four scores and 7 ago the papers flow, paper war
I should fear no man, you dont hear me
These words aint here to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My and my words is alls I have
Whatcha do to me Nigga, scars or scab
Whatcha box me hommie, I can dodge your jab
shots couldnt touch me, thank god for that
Im enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back
And the whole B.K. nigga back
(X4)