Luyện nghe bài hát Introspective

I killed her with the realness now I'm bringing her
Prestige is an people tend to lose sight
I will always be cory, youngest of Dorothy
My brown eyes mirrors the pure

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

I a criminal when few though I wasn't
My shot wounds, my a thug injustice and with the yanks
The quarters not working I question my purpose in
It must be to write, son I'm very
I child of the like a very young Sherman
not molding, the chosen upholding

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

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

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