Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is What Distracts You From Death

Yo I got this, I got this, it like this, unh
Life is what you from death
for breath
Grabbin chest
Now to God and ask him what's left?
No answer, now how can I the test?
I can't figure out the order of this mess
I'm feelin
Massive
It's like you child trying to sell me bags of sess
Now put to rest
I'm sportin when I dress
While mad obsessed
With Tommy Hil, and Guess
Got selected best when rap was a braggin
Now you could of sounded THIS
To sell act possessed
I've the best
Fast like the wild west and had intercourse with the bulletholes in the
Hooooes need to get their fat asses
of sex
Must have been molested committed incest
Violated earth, grabbed her ass and breasts
Got father time ticked off the soft I had to fess...up
I never fuck with what your suggest they make me laugh mos def
As you get by the press
Me? I'm on E, I got no gas left
I had to walk my way home but I the address
Once I got I had no access
To my
Moms changed the lock 'cause of my bad ass
My bad ass I ain't one to hold back
I I'm jet white for some reason my balls act bald black
Ask your girl about 'em yo that is so whack
She my spirit a disease called the sooooouuuuul clap
The way she does when she smoooookes
You don't believe me? look here I got the moment
Opponents are to react
Like when I got to a pound and you throw dap
Now you that
man is listenin
Change hand positioning
It makes no sense like a christening
panic from all the shit I bring
You ain't been dissed by Sage yet? keep on listening
I make it
They keep themselves from what I have to say
Peace to my family members that are and passed away
Day after day it makes me about my worth and purpose
On earth's surface
Since birth, world has been a circus
Of three
Armageddon begins
We'll hang ourselves from the limbs
G strings
You see there's too swinging
the hips
Read my
As you watch what I say hopin that my toungue slips
But I made Linda "Tripp", turned to a "Star"
Sex scandals just distract you the real problems there are
get fooled my the media
Don't believe everythin you read or eat, everythin feed to ya
Emcees to me, HA, they got lazy
I'mma take hip hop back to
Sage got you thinkin maybe it's...
All hill from here just like the Patriots