Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

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

And every time you you gotten past it
It's gonna come back and tackle you to the damn ground
are friends?
Friends are people that you are your friends
But they really enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to hide they true
So just when you think you enough to be brothers
They want to come back and cut your when you ain't lookin'

What is
is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all
Money'll make same friends come back around
Swearing they was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm tired of backstabbing ass with friendly grins
I'm tired of so many sins
of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of having any ends
Tired of skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of DJ playing your shit when he spins
of not having a deal
Tired of to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte
I'm tired of motherfuckers shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs off at five fifty an hour
Then this boss wonders why I'm off
Tired of being fired time I fart and cough
Tired of having to as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing down my neck me berserk
I'm of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Square
Tired of not being a
But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the into alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd make the world suck my
a condom 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 whole world to

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

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

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

If I had a million
It wouldn't be enough, I'd still be out
armored trucks
If I had one
I would ask for a big ass
For the world to kiss
You know I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this
me to be positive
How'm I to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know I'm sayin'?
I rap about around me, shit I see
what I'm sayin'?
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 what I'm
But ey, it's cool though, you what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my