Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is What Distracts You From Death

Yo I got this, I got this, it goes this, unh
Life is what you from death
for breath
Grabbin your
Now look to God and ask him left?
No answer, now how can I the test?
I can't figure out the of this bastard's 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 Hil, Polo and Guess
Got selected when rap was a braggin contest
Now you could of sounded like
To records 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 ___?___ incest
mother earth, grabbed her ass and breasts
Got father time ticked off the kid's I had to fess...up
I fuck with what your raps suggest they make me laugh mos def
As you get gassed by the
Me? I'm ridin on E, I got no gas
I had to walk my way home but I the address
Once I got I had no access
To my
Moms changed the lock of my bad ass mouth
My bad ass mouth? I ain't one to back
I know I'm jet white for some reason my balls act black
Ask your about 'em yo that bitch is so whack
She gave my spirit a called the sooooouuuuul clap
The way she does she smoooookes crack
You don't believe me? look here I got the moment
are slow to react
Like when I got to a pound and you throw dap
Now you that
man is listenin
Change your positioning
It makes no like a satanic christening
They from all the shit I bring
You ain't been dissed by Sage yet? just on listening
I it interesting
They distancing themselves from what I have to say
to my family members that are gone and passed away
Day after day it makes me think about my worth and
On this surface
Since birth, this has been a circus
Of rings
Once begins
We'll hang from the tree limbs
With G
You see too much swinging
From the
Read my
As you watch I say you're hopin that my toungue slips
But I made Linda "Tripp", turned to a "Star"
Sex scandals just distract you from the real 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 Francis got you thinkin it's...
All down hill from here just like the