Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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Life, by Mathers,
is life?
life is like a big obstacle, in front of your optic wanna you down,
an every time you think you've gotten past it its come back,
around and tackle you to the ground,
are friends, friends are people that you think are friends,
but they really enemies with secret identities,
and disguises to hide true colours, so just when you think you close enough to be brothers,
they wanna come and cut your throat when you aint lookin,
what is money, is what makes a man act funny,
is the root of all evil,
money'll make them same friends back around,
swearin that they was always down,
but it's life...im tired of life, im of backstabbin' ass snakes with friendly grins,
im tried of commitin so sins,
tired of always givin in when bottle of hennie wins,
tired of never any ends
tired of havin' skinny friends so full on crack and things,
im tired of this Dj, playin shit when he spins,
im tired of not havin a deal, tired of havin to with this bullshit without grabbin the steel,
of drowin in my sorrow,
tired of havin to borrow a for gas to start my monte carlo,
im tired of motherfuckers sprayin an dartin off,
im tired of jobs startin off at $5.50 an hour, then this boss wonders why I'm off,
tired of fired every time i fart and cough,
tired of havin to work as a gas station clerk for jerk breatin down my neck,
me beserk,
im tired of plastic silverwear
tired of workin at square,
tired of not a millionare,
but if i had a million i'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alchoholics,
if i had a magic wand, i'd make the suck my d*ck without a condom on,
im on the jon,
if i had a millions bucks, it be enough, cos i'd still be out robbin armoured trucks,
if i had one wish, i ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss,
im tired of being white trash, broke an poor,
tired of taken pop bottles back to the store,
tired of not a phone, tired of not havin a home to have one in if i did have one on,
tired of not a BM, tired of not workin at GM, tired of wantin to be him,
tired of not sleepin atylanol PM,
tired of not in a packed collessium,
of not bein on tour,
tired of f*ckin the blonde whore,
after work in the of a contour,
im tired of fakin knots with a stack of ones, havin a of funds, an resort back to guns,
tired of bein stared at, tired of the same damn nike air-hat,
tired of steppin in clubs wearin the pair of luggs,
tired of people sayin they're tired of me rappin bout drugs,
tired of rappers who aint bringin half the skill as me sayin they wasn't feelin me or no-bodies as ill as me,
and I'm tired of radio tellin fibs tired of J.L.B. sayin we're hip hop lib's,

but if i had a million dollars i'd buy a damn brewery and turn the planet alchoholics,
if i had a magic wand, i'd make the suck my d*ck without a condom on,
im on the john,
if i had a millions bucks, it wouldn't be enough, cos i'd still be out robbin trucks,
if i had one wish, i would ask for one big ass for the whole world to kiss,

you know i'm sayin? im tired of all of this bullshit,
tellin me to be positive, how am i supposed to be positive i don't see shit positive,
you what i'm sayin?
i rapp about around me, shit i see,
you know what i'm
and now i'm tired of everything,
tired of all this, player that's going on in my own city,
you can't get or play,
you know i'm sayin',
but hey, cool though,
you what i'm sayin'?
i'm fed up, thats my world