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 think you gotten it
gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are
Friends are people that you think are friends
But they your enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to hide true colors
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 of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come around
that they was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of wins
Tired of never having any
Tired of skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm of this DJ playing your 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 start my Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs off at five fifty an hour
this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired time I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas clerk
For jerk breathing down my neck driving me berserk
I'm tired of using plastic
Tired of working in Building
of not being a millionaire
But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a brewery, and turn the planet 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,
I'd still be out
Robbing armored
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 always
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party
I'm tired of not a phone
Tired of not having a
To have one in if I did it on
of not driving a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, of wanting to be him
of not sleeping without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not performing in a coliseum
Tired of not being on
Tired of fucking the same blond
After in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of knots with a stack of ones
Having a of funds and resorting back to guns

of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't half the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me 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 dollars
I'd buy a brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my
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 ask for a big enough ass
For the whole world to
You what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this
Telling me to be
I 'sposed 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 what I'm sayin'?
But ey, it's though, you know what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my