Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

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

And every time you think you gotten 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 they true colors
So when you think you close enough to be brothers
They want to come back and cut your throat you ain't lookin'

is money?
Money is what makes a man act
is the root of all evil
Money'll them same friends come back around
Swearing they was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm tired of ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many
Tired of always giving in when this of Henny wins
Tired of never any ends
Tired of having skinny friends on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ playing shit when he spins
Tired of not a deal
Tired of having to deal with the without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to my Monte Carlo
I'm of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five an hour
Then this boss why I'm smartin' off
of being fired every time I fart and cough
Tired of to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing down my neck driving me
I'm of using plastic silverware
of working in Building Square
Tired of not being a
But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into

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

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

Tired of stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the pair of Lugz
of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who bringin' half the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me when as ill as me
I'm tired of radio stations telling
Tired of J-L-be "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

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

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