Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

By Marshal
What is
Life is a big obstacle
In front of your optical to slow you

And time you think you gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn
are friends?
Friends are people 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
They want to back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'

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

is life?
I'm of life
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 wins
Tired of never any ends
Tired of having friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of DJ playing your shit 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 Monte
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an
this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I fart and
Tired of to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing my neck driving me berserk
I'm tired of using plastic
Tired of in Building Square
Tired of not a millionaire
But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into

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

I'm tired of being trash, broke and always poor
Tired of pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a
Tired of not having a
To have one in if I did it on
Tired of not a B-M
Tired of not at G-M, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on
Tired of fucking the same blond
After in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to

Tired of being at
I'm tired of wearing the same damn Air hat
Tired of stepping in wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of radio stations fibs
Tired of J-L-be "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my
a condom 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 would ask for a big ass
For the whole world to
You what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of bullshit
Telling me to be
How'm I 'sposed to be when I don't see shit positive?
what I'm sayin'?
I rap about around me, shit I see
Know what I'm
Right now I'm tired of
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 though, you know what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my