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

Let me die just to see my on the wall
fall, gotta make due
Yea I signed my deal, wasn't no mill
Barely had a dollar to my name and I was by day two
Doing all types of songs, they 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 food in my kitchen wouldn't do
I'm in the studio
All night mixing scratch
Making beats, at the best getting less the crack my nigga servin'
"Where did I go wrong?"
Never should have quit
I'd probably more money flipping burgers
Than verses for niggas serving chicken for skrilla
To buy some for change
But on the while I'm inside, tucking my pride
Knowing I'm of the game, shit
I wrote my best on the grey hound of the A
Bitch I swear I ate a a day
I'm talking shit the junkies at the race track
Pedaling CD's that most niggas played
it for free, cause most niggas ain't paid
I get heard, take a hit of that herb
I'm high as fuck, asking
What is a win if I take a loss?
There's no
Blow the on a dancer
to fuck with money but I'm to scared to chance her
Hit the DJ to get my songs spent
Talking "Just Down" but my flight got cancelled
With a bottle in my hand, it's pretty much
Take a slow sip, tryna pretend I'm on
these 'sace shades, buck 50 soakin wet, with the heart of a lion but my pockets of a wretch
And that's before favorite rapper said he was a vet
I didn't have muscle to
I couldn't to the finish line
While you was eating it was dinner time
For a pro go getter
Young face but the soul of a old nigga
Grew up to be like my pops and it shows, nigga
Rap [?]
But then there was a lot of "Who the fuck is this?"
A whole lot of "Who the fuck is KRIT?"
Another acronym don't stand for shit
And when it comes to names as bad as it gets
Fast forward ten years, now who don't KRIT?
Two albums on the shelf, I the sophomore jinx
I lost a few friends ends, we don't speak
I'm thinking this must be God really want for me
Top floor reminiscing, I can't sleep
Like, what happens if I close my eyes and all a dream
And I'm backin that telly on Martin King
make a difference
Caught up in my feelings, lord why they won't
Riding with my partner and he dirty
I'm scared, cause I know he ain't gonna take his charge
He ain't prepared, and he'll to face that
And I just needed another ride to the race
I'm so thankful that them laws never pulled us
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