Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[Intro: Fat
Yeah!
This is it (Darkside), Darkside Volume One
Hope you
We had to you out classic status, you feel me?
We had to it (Darkside) - Yeah!
So I say

(sample)]
God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way
God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way
God (peace God!) I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way
Darkside, Darkside,
[DJ Premier over fourth line] ("Listen to the situation my son")

[Fat
Premo on the beat, I know it sounds different
But his just passed, yeah his soul's just risen
Cold, cold, world is the word was given
As he see me fifteen with the out of prison
- fuck that, I'm (GangStarr)
Tell Nas (hip-hop's dead) now, my man's
As I rise to the top, knee-deep in thegame I survived shot
Back to like (Thriller), back to reality
Flipped the scoop, got everybody mad at me
Uhh, let nobody put the battery
'Cause those things'll go 'pop pop' your anatomy
I'm hungry nigga, eat your flesh
I'ma butcher, through your spleen and chest
There's a darkside of Texas too, word to
No matter how intricate gets, the hit you get
Joe Crack, man on fire
Conversatin with the devil, rockin messiahs
Uhh, I seek the truth while the admire me
Killers across the world say me they inspire to be
Feds on my back my ties to criminology
look back now, tomorrow's never promised B
Where I'm from, for (president) we voted B
Joe been crack way my philosophy
from TV, BET won't play me
Still we do it B.I.G. all gravy
our reality, you call it crazy
But a darkside, it's what you made me
No Mr. Nice Guy - pay me
What you owe before I come for your babies?
[DJ Premier "Listen to the situation my son"
So I say

[Outro: Fat
Yeah! Been in this game for a minute man - a lot of shit man
out Forrest Projects man, Diggin' in the Crates Crew
Went to the Amateur Night at the Apollo, won weeks in a row
That Chris Lighty came and signed me, nigga I had like ten cars
Medallions down to my dick nigga, suits on - haha!
Saved my life nigga, I took a motherfuckin pay cut to do this shit hereman
All these rappin niggaz talkin about they dope boys, they real man
I don't know - I see these niggaz, feel me?
So I wanted a lil bit than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the
I signed a by the name of Big Pun
That nigga double plat on niggaz
We was at the Grammy's motherfuckin fo' fifths in our waist nigga
Hahahaha!
So you know Pun passed, I had to carry on nigga
Don had to rise to the occasion
All by nigga!
Linked up the R, linked up with Ashanti - the rest was history nigga
plaques man
We been ever since man, we been bank rollin ever since man
You feel me? That Lean Back was number one song of the decade
the fuckin Billboard nigga!
Shit! Niggaz wanna sleep on
wanna front onCrack, I said, "Fuck y'all niggaz, I'm goin independent man!"

Make it Rain, iTunes sold man
I don't give a nigga!
for my life, this is the resurrection nigga!
Hop out the casket - brush the motherfuckin dust off my shouldersnigga!
Yeah - see what you don't understand is I eat, sleep, drink music man
Nobody knows like me man - this is what I do man!
All these fucks man - e'rybody got they fuckin hand out
want you to just come, give 'em money
Go across the world nigga, go earn, back and give 'em money for free man
Tell them niggaz get a life, get a job, a dick nigga
It's bitch!
Welcome to the Darkside - a.k.a. "I Don't Give a Fuck Music"
A.k.a. "I Will Kill You Music" - haha!
that nigga Puff surfin on the hood nigga
You that Harlem shit bruh - HA!
Yeah, Darkside [echoes]
Azariah I love you baby - that's my Queen
Ryan what up? Junito up?
Chu-Chu up? John-John what up?
Gianni what up - HA! [echoes]
Little Joe rock on, Joe rest in peace
Big Fred in peace
Guru rest in peace nigga
Now I can say hip-hop is dead nigga
Crack