Luyện nghe bài hát Life Ain't What It Seems

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

When I booze put a crown on my royal
Kottonmouth Kings make a pipe out of
Put a to my lip, dip it in honey oil
it to the butt put it out in the soil
Damn Dog, I'm outta weed again, "I feel ya"
Pockets lookin' ain't got a dime to spend
Big Hoss up in the pen, and yes he's 10, "Fuck the system!"
I a cigarette and try to comprehend
Judicial got me wishing I was president
I got a against the judgment that's irrelevant
I a rhyme to attract and show intelligence
Shit, every other night I'm getting bent
I roll my skate to relate to society
No money in my pockets they lied to me, "lied to me too"
No to my name, ya see my bong broke, "bong broke"
I guess that's why call me crazy D-Loc

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

When I grow buds I put keefe on my
Put the green in the then I make my water boil
Alcohol and rice roll with the coil
Evian in my bong so my water don't
Damn Loc-Dog I'm drink again, "I feel ya!"
lookin' slim, I need a Heineken, "A Heineken"
My bro's locked doin 9 or 10, "Fuck that!"
Step back, I'm bout to crack, can you

Placentia City got me witty on way of life
I blast a duck, what the fuck, skin it with my
There's a zone in my dome the twilight
I'm for my krown each and every night
Yo I keep my tolerance stay inside my
ya say damn bro I got to go to a show
Life ain't what it seems, it a dream and I ain't playing
But I'm Saint and Daddy X is paying

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

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

No for a skate no change for the tax
Went with no keefe but forgot the sex wax
a purple friend to help me to relax
And one foot glass called the
Now to you is my morning
I wake up hit the and then I'm snoring
Outta bed 3 take 7 BT's
Like DJ Rob Harris kid I'm
I an ill congested vibe
Makes ladies strive for my
Addicted like
You know that I 'em like Lojak
I'm slicker and quicker, I'll ya like Kojak
I'm alone up in this that I've created
This rhyme I've inflated, won't trade it so gimme my space
Government controls so they it
Our life, it has been jaded and
We're getting

Life ain't it seems
It ain't no dream
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo clean.