Luyện nghe bài hát K.R.I.T. 4eva (Chapter One)

Let me die just to see my on the wall
Never fall, gotta due
Yea I signed my deal, wasn't no mill
Barely had a dollar to my and I was broke by day two
all types of songs, they were jammin, don't get me wrong
But my pops was like "J this you"
Now I'm the take a trip to [?]
Cause eating off the in my grandma's kitchen wouldn't do
I'm talking in the
All night mixing from
Making beats, at the best getting less than the my nigga servin'
"Where did I go wrong?"
Never should have quit
I'd probably make more money burgers
kicking verses for niggas serving chicken for skrilla
To buy bottles for change
But on the while I'm hurting inside, my pride
Knowing I'm of the game, shit
I my best songs on the grey hound of the A
I swear I ate a sandwich a day
I'm talking shit with the junkies at the track
Pedaling CD's that most ain't played
Gave it for free, cause most ain't paid
I gotta get heard, a hit of that herb
I'm as fuck, asking myself
What is a win if I take a loss?
There's no
Blow the on a dancer
Down to fuck money but I'm to scared to chance her
Hit the DJ booth to get my spent
"Just Touched Down" but my flight got cancelled
With a in my hand, it's pretty much gone
Take a slow sip, tryna pretend I'm on
With these 'sace shades, buck 50 soakin wet, the heart of a lion but my pockets of a wretch
And that's your favorite rapper said he was a vet
I didn't have muscle to
I couldn't to the finish line
While you was eating breakfast it was time
For a pro go getter
nigga face but the soul of a old nigga
Grew up to be just like my pops and it shows,
Rap [?]
But then there was a whole lot of "Who the is this?"
A whole lot of "Who the fuck is KRIT?"
Another acronym that stand for shit
And when it comes to names as bad as it gets
forward ten years, now who don't know KRIT?
Two albums on the shelf, I beat the jinx
I a few friends over ends, we don't speak
I'm thinking this must be what God want for me
Top reminiscing, lord I can't sleep
Like, what happens if I close my and it's all a dream
And I'm backin telly on Martin Luther King
Tryna a difference
Caught up in my feelings, why they won't listen?
Riding my partner and he riding dirty
I'm kinda scared, cause I know he ain't gonna take his
He ain't prepared, and he'll to face that
And I just needed another to the race track
I'm so thankful that them laws pulled us over
God took the wheel, cause one of us was sober
Downing bottle bottle just to make it better
I survived the of it, now it's KRIT 4eva