Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

By Marshal
is life?
Life is like a big
In front of your optical to slow you

And time you think you gotten past it
gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are
are people that you think are your friends
But really your enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to hide they true
So when you think you close enough to be brothers
want to come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'

What is
Money is makes a man act funny
is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same come back around
Swearing that they was always

is life?
I'm tired of
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly
I'm tired of committing so sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny
Tired of never having any
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many
I'm tired of this DJ playing your when he spins
Tired of not a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without the steel
Tired of in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Carlo
I'm of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs off at five fifty an hour
Then boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station
For this jerk down my neck driving me berserk
I'm of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building
Tired of not being a
But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd the world suck my dick
Without a on,
While I'm on the
If I had a bucks
It be enough,
Because I'd be out
armored trucks
If I had one
I would ask for a big ass
For the world to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, broke and poor
Tired of taking pop bottles to the party store
I'm of not having a phone
Tired of not a home
To one in if I did have it on
of not driving a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, of wanting to be him
Tired of not without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not performing in a packed
Tired of not being on
of fucking the same blond whore
After work in the back of a
I'm tired of knots with a stack of ones
Having a of funds and resorting back to guns

Tired of stared at
I'm of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't half the skill as me
Saying they wasn't me when nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of stations telling fibs
Tired of saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and the planet into alcoholics
If I had a wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
Without a on, while I'm on the john

If I had a bucks
It wouldn't be enough, because I'd be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole to kiss
You what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of bullshit
me to be positive
How'm I to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know what I'm
I rap about around me, shit I see
Know what I'm
Right now I'm tired of
Tired of all this hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you what I'm sayin'?
But ey, it's cool though, you what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my