Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

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

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