Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

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

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