Luyện nghe bài hát Introspective

I her with the realness now I'm bringing her life
Prestige is an illusion tend to lose sight
I will always be cory, child of Dorothy
My brown eyes the pure ferocity

I slung the E, held my heat with curiosity
Slept it, rep with it, streets empower me
I came curses, cuffs, and suede pumas
To painting as visual as James Evans Jr

I became a criminal few though I wasn't
My shot wounds, my birthmarks a thug and with the yanks
The quarters not working I my purpose in life
It be to write, son I'm very determined
I child of the ghetto a very young Sherman
not molding, the chosen upholding

Unwritten laws of behind walls closed in, picture me rolling
But don't look at me differently on the strength that I'm
This is you never heard my chain got stolen
I pitch like Randy
needed work I assist like Magic Johnson

Before rap my name was ringing in the
We took the block and props of every cooked
The rap game a change gon' come like Sam
And big didn't give the up and this means

His unwilling departure makes him king
Cormega, will forever born in bedstuy, never ran never will
My life is very real a tri-beam couldn't my skill
Or true meaning who wanna it, I'm right here