Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had (radio Edit)

By Mathers
is life?
Life is like a big
In front of optical to slow you down

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

is money?
Money is makes a man act funny
Money is the of all evil
Money'll make them same come back around
that they was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly
I'm tired of committing so many
Tired of always giving in this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never any ends
Tired of having skinny friends on crack and many things
I'm tired of DJ playing your shit when he spins
of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit grabbing the steel
of drowning 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 off at five fifty an hour
Then this boss wonders why I'm off
Tired of fired every time I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas clerk
For this jerk down 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 dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the into alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd make the world my dick
a condom on,
While I'm on the
If I had a bucks
It be enough,
Because I'd be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole world to

I'm tired of being trash, broke and always poor
of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a
of not having a home
To one in if I did have it on
Tired of not a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, 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 the same blond whore
After work in the of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting to guns

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

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

If I had a bucks
It wouldn't 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
You know what I'm
I'm of all of this 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 shit around me, I see
Know what I'm
now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player that's going on in my own city
get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin'?
But ey, cool though, you know what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my