Luyện nghe bài hát Look Below

Picture me in history I hit your screen
White t-shirt, blue jeans creased and clean
as I walk down the block a routine since a pre-teen
Vivid of upcoming scenes
Like a picture of a young n---a that's become sick of
scheming to become richer
Started to figure that threatening to guns triggers
Bring funds quicker I was on one n---a and it was
Colder days I now call older
So amazed I look over my shoulder blade
Member when mama was out "hold the faith"
it seemed there was no escape from hopeless fate
So it takes more fake
N---a's over mics with no noise to make
To impact any of my mental state
I'll you hate what I state and yet still relate..... yeah

Straight from the to the top
below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop
No specific aim I randomly hit
Enter in game an reign on hip hop (x2)

Comical when people ask "when the album dropping"
You know you're good you see all the haters flocking
People don't understand the shit that I
It's like throwing you in water your foot to a rock
You tried to battle with me so I you my gun
But you didn't begin so you couldn't be
When I shine say my shit's the shadiest
If God gave you your then dog I'm atheist
I don't the formula but I got the answer
I'm unbelievable but shit I'm not
Girls like Tina T say they wanna be my private dancers
They I'm like cancer
I spread I'm kind of hard to maintain
N---as start bobbing heads when they hear Mink's name
Putting instruments together is a orgy
These n---as in the game adore me ooh.

Straight the bottom to the top
Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit
No aim I randomly hit spots
Enter in game an reign on hip hop (x2)

In the midst of plus n---as taking sips of
Liquor or a quick puff when a lit up
Young Cleva he turned Mr.
Spit a verse and a n---a curse ready to kick dust
After getting ripped up cause I disrupt
When I spit what I spit such the
Evidence was to
Anyone with nuts who to enter in the center

I trip styles every time that I bust
Got married preacher falling into my lust
Fading out when I plug in the MPC
An optometrist cause I what you see
I don't like so you know I'm not cocky
No rap like no ball playing hockey
You tried to protect with a vest that's tin
Y'all wanted some hot shit we did it again damn

Straight from the to the top
Look cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop
No specific aim I randomly hit
in this game an reign on hip hop (x4)

© 2004. © 2014 Lightbourne,
The Game of Life (Re-released)
Artist: Rob "Cleva"