Luyện nghe bài hát Life Ain't What It Seems

Life ain't it seems
It aint no fucking
So get a grip up on your shit and make sure pipe's clean

When I drink booze put a on my royal
Kings make a pipe out of foil
Put a grip to my lip, dip it in oil
Smoke it to the put it out in the soil
Damn Saint Dog, I'm outta again, "I feel ya"
Pockets lookin' thin ain't got a dime to
Big Hoss up in the pen, and yes he's 10, "Fuck the system!"
I smoke a cigarette and try to
system got me wishing I was president
I got a grudge against the judgment that's
I write a rhyme to attract and show
Shit, every other I'm getting hella bent
I roll my skate to relate to society
No money in my cause they lied to me, "lied to me too"
No papers to my name, ya see my broke, "bong broke"
I guess why they call me crazy D-Loc

ain't what it seems
It ain't no fucking
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes

When I grow I put keefe on my soil
Put the green in the then I make my water boil
Alcohol and rice roll nice the coil
Evian in my bong so my water spoil
Damn Loc-Dog I'm outta drink again, "I ya!"
lookin' slim, I need a Heineken, "A Heineken"
My locked down doin 9 or 10, "Fuck that!"
Step back, I'm bout to crack, can you

Placentia City got me witty on this way of
I blast a duck, what the fuck, skin it my knife
There's a zone in my dome called the
I'm down for my krown and every night
Yo I keep my tolerance inside my flow
Make ya say damn bro I got to go to a
Life what it seems, it ain't a dream and I ain't playing
But I'm Vicious and Daddy X is paying

Life ain't what it
It no fucking dream
So get a grip yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean

Now a read a mag put a grand on my royal
Government lies yo they make my water
R.I.P. to my 6 feet in the soil
hometown represent, stay loyal

No money for a skate no for the tax
Went surfin' with no but forgot the sex wax
Have a purple to help me to relax
And one foot glass the paramax
Now afternoon to you is my
I wake up hit the roach and then I'm
Outta bed around 3 7 BT's
Like DJ Rob kid I'm soarin'
I pertains an ill vibe
Makes ladies strive for my
Addicted like
You know that I 'em like Lojak
I'm slicker and quicker, stick ya like Kojak
I'm up in this rhyme that I've created
This rhyme that I've inflated, won't trade it so gimme my
controls so they hate it
Our life, it has jaded and faded
We're erased

Life ain't what it
It no fucking dream
So get a upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.