Luyện nghe bài hát Killers

[J. Cole - 1]
I just killed a man
My body trembling can you feel my hand
Don't shed no tears, it be long before they find out it was me momma
This may be the last you see me free ma
spend it cryin'
You did best, me I was blessed, know you were stressed tryin'
To keep me out the streets, me police
not to make a peek to wake you up out your sleep
A drunk and high
Skip a class, fluncking high
I know you me better, somehow I never learned
I was playing with fire, somehoe I never burned
You tried to set me straight, somehow I permed
You tried to show me right but somehow I never
in a cloud of marijuana, are you sane dummy
Dry your face mommy, not to blame for me
See I'm a man, I gotta take came for me
At times I wonder 'bout my
Would it change for me if he was
Would I still be running with the lowlife's
Bum ass no jobs, no life
Seen them killed for no price
I watched his life flash before his eyes like a light
I pulled the momma
be hard, I aint mean to kill the n-gga momma
But what's is done
I'm on the run, I live my like a movie now it's way too realer
Who woulda thought your baby boy woulda grew up to be a

Yeh, now I'm a
I'm a killer
They got me in here with the
Yeah I mean the

[J. - Verse 2]
I wonder whats in for me
Lately been stressing, pray for blessings, hope that there's for me
Than a simple life
N-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing triple
Gave up the jump
Work on the john
Who woulda thought I to block this n-ggas lay ups
Now he's in a layed up
I you well, stay up
Like
This can make a n-gga fold like a laundry mat
I sip this cognac though to ease my brain from all pain
and so that I react slow, in this world
n-ggas, fast girls
Hoes give up ass while these ho hold triggers
on 'em
Hold up old checker flag for 'em
Chalk by the do not park sign
deep, all these cold hearted n-ggas holding heat
I'd rather blast before they a n-gga
Tell 'em now boy, don't make me turn a killer

Yeah, into a
Don't make me turn a killer
Yeah, to a killer, yeh yeh

[J. Cole - 3]
To who had love for me in the past
Who woulda thought time would fly by so
I remember in class we used to make believe
it was draft day
Swore that we would make the league, be
Saturday morning had to the leaves, awww shit
Watch how pile up
like a mile up
I was the blisters on my hand than I dial up my friend
Skating ring is where we headed
And if a disrespect, yes we ready to fight
In retrospect that shit seemed
At the time, the shit was
Cause was all about your name
You had to scrap any n-gga that would call you lame
Ashamed no doubt, so many n-ggas go they brains out
Snatched a n-gga chain and he got his name rolled out in
Another in a cemetary
Another young in the penetentiary
And he don't a f-ck no missionary
Rap visionary, paint a picture n-gga
you what it is, I'm a dictionary
I knew a n-gga threw his d-ck in every chick in every city that he went to
hard like the rent do
Till he met the wrong bitch, man just home ex-convict
And he stay on that Thriller
Shit, f-cking around with them

yeah, them killers
around with them killers
Say I'm a