Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had (radio Edit)

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

And every time you think you past it
gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are
Friends are that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, secret identities
And disguises, to hide true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be
want to come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'

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

is life?
I'm tired of
I'm tired of ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when bottle of Henny wins
of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many
I'm tired of this DJ 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 a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and off
I'm of jobs startin' off at five fifty an hour
Then boss wonders why I'm smartin' 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 driving 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 planet into

If I had a wand,
I'd make the suck my dick
Without a on,
I'm on the john
If I had a million
It be enough,
I'd still be out
Robbing trucks
If I had one
I would ask for a big ass
For the whole to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, broke and poor
of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a
Tired of not a home
To one in if I did have 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 performing in a packed
Tired of not on tour
Tired of fucking the same whore
After in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of
Having a lack of and resorting back to guns

of being stared at
I'm tired of the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of rappers who ain't bringin' half the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me when 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 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, 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 bullshit
me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit
Know what I'm
I rap about around me, shit I see
Know what I'm
Right now I'm tired of
Tired of all player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm
But ey, cool though, you know what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my