Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is Short

All I do is the truth so don't judge me by my lies
I weigh about a 40 don't judge me by my size
Our is like Michael J. Fox it's 'Family Ties'
it'll make a family cry, why

A lot of questions just answered problems ain't resolved
Like if Drag a gang member, or just involved
Y'all can be the boss of the I'll be the cause of the causes
I rob the rich and give to the less fortunate

Well, I buy thousand and in your raps I floss this shit
I buy thousand kicks and to the young orphanage
When I was young I was a kid 'till I snap
And they couldn't get me off a kid 'cause he sold my mom's

In fact, I caught a case beyond that I face my moms
Crack addiction 'cause I was way beyond
But I face facts I got busted over the side of my face
My back but I had to fix that

Life is short, time
It our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it the eyes
It's the way we live or die

Life is short, flies
It our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it the eyes
just the way we live or die

My blood I had to that my wound I had to heal that
In order to feel a real life shit and still rap 'cause
My rhymes here so I done fried a few punks
My mom still here but die in a few months

Thats real life cancer and ain't got the answer
I y'all fellin' this 'cause I ain't supposed to be tellin' y'all this shit
Like I ain't supposed to be sellin' y'all this but this is real life
Like I ain't supposed to be cryin' over shit but I still mind

Shit just feel right but I'm gonna hold on
the hole in my 44 long
I'm gonna hit the gym and get my on
Sometimes my head

And I give my pops props 'cause he was dead wrong
Pops was up, you what, I don't give a fuck
The only thing I'm happy that you did was bust me out your

is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames
It the licks, it ain't the eyes
just the way we live or die

Life is short, time
It ain't our fault, blames
It the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we or die

But nigga this is real life it makes me clutch my glock tight
It makes me wanna but I get it off when I write
So these last few my moms could live right, in new clothes
They said she might her sight fuck it she saw me blow

I reminisce sometimes I out old 40 year olds
It gets me so I could smoke up like 40 of those
Sometimes I feel like walkin' with a mean
Bustin' I see cops snowin' till I see slot

Throw on a pair of flip flops take steps to the of the ledge
Till my feet stop but I need not, I got a life of me
I got a wife in of me, at least I gotta see my seed drop
got me on a detox, so when I die
Bury me next to the weed

So when I'm in Heaven, I can weed to Pac and smoke trees
With Big L, Aliyah we miss ya and Pun we fun wit ya