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 first deal, no mill
had a dollar to my name and I was broke by day two
Doing all types of songs, 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 food in my grandma's wouldn't do
I'm in the studio
All night mixing from
Making beats, at the best getting less the crack my nigga servin'
"Where did I go wrong?"
Never have quit school
I'd probably make more money burgers
kicking verses for niggas serving chicken for skrilla
To buy some for change
But on the while I'm hurting inside, my pride
Knowing I'm of the game, shit
I wrote my best on the grey hound of the A
I swear I ate a sandwich a day
I'm talking with the junkies at the race track
Pedaling CD's that most ain't played
it for free, cause most niggas ain't paid
I get heard, take 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 with 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 bottle in my hand, pretty much gone
a slow sip, tryna pretend that 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 before favorite rapper said he was a vet
I didn't have muscle to
I couldn't stretch to the line
While you was eating breakfast it was time
For a pro nigga go
Young nigga face but the of a old nigga
up to be just like my pops and it shows, nigga
Rap [?]
But then there was a whole lot of "Who the is this?"
A whole lot of cursing: "Who the is KRIT?"
Another acronym that stand for shit
And when it comes to that's as bad as it gets
Fast ten years, now who don't know KRIT?
Two on the shelf, I beat the sophomore jinx
I a few friends over ends, we don't speak
I'm thinking this must be what God really for me
Top floor reminiscing, lord I sleep
Like, what happens if I close my and it's all a dream
And I'm backin that telly on Martin King
make a difference
Caught up in my feelings, lord why they listen?
Riding with my partner and he riding
I'm kinda scared, cause I know he ain't take his charge
He ain't prepared, and he'll have to that
And I needed another ride 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 after bottle to make it better
I survived the of it, now it's KRIT 4eva