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 first deal, no mill
had a dollar to my name and I was broke by day two
Doing all types of songs, they jammin, don't get me wrong
But my pops was like "J ain't you"
Now I'm the take a trip to [?]
Cause eating off the in my grandma's kitchen wouldn't do
I'm in the studio
All mixing from scratch
Making beats, at the best getting less than the crack my nigga
"Where did I go wrong?"
Never have quit school
I'd probably more money flipping burgers
Than kicking for niggas serving chicken for skrilla
To buy some bottles for
But on the I'm hurting inside, tucking my pride
Knowing I'm of the game, shit
I wrote my best songs on the hound of the A
Bitch I swear I ate a a day
I'm talking with the junkies at the race track
CD's that most niggas ain't played
Gave it for free, cause most niggas paid
I gotta get heard, take a hit of herb
I'm high as fuck, myself
What good is a win if I take a
There's no
Blow the on a dancer
Down to fuck with money but I'm to scared to her
Hit the DJ to get my songs spent
Talking "Just Touched Down" but my flight got
With a bottle in my hand, pretty much gone
Take a slow sip, tryna that I'm on
With these 'sace shades, buck 50 soakin wet, with the heart of a lion but my pockets of a
And that's before favorite rapper said he was a vet
I didn't have to pull
I stretch to the finish line
While you was eating breakfast it was time
For a pro go getter
Young face but the soul 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 "Who the fuck is KRIT?"
Another acronym that don't stand for
And when it comes to names as bad as it gets
forward ten years, now who don't know KRIT?
Two on the shelf, I beat the sophomore jinx
I lost a few friends over ends, we speak
I'm thinking must be what God really want for me
Top floor reminiscing, lord I sleep
Like, what happens if I close my eyes and all a dream
And I'm backin that telly on Luther King
make a difference
Caught up in my feelings, lord why they won't
Riding with my partner and he riding
I'm kinda scared, cause I he ain't gonna take his charge
He prepared, and he'll have to face that
And I just another ride to the race track
I'm so thankful that them never 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