Luyện nghe bài hát Lost

[Game - 1]
Sometimes I have f-cked up
Wake up in sweats, can't sleep,
Hit the kitchen for Moet
I get drunk, but I never smoke no wet
on tour 3 months and I aint had no sex
Been meditating, exercising my mental
Jackson dead, which one of us 'bout to go next
Me, Mary J, Thicke or Britney Spears
Nigga I ain't afraid to die, tell the devil I'm right
Hoe, I can the strings out of these Nike airs
Tie it round the fan and end it right here
the ladder cause I climbed that twice
Hate it or love it, I'm one blood nigga, my life
And I can die if I to, and mama you can cry if you want to
Just tell my sons the truth and as the eat away at my flesh
Let this iced out cross, through the bones in my chest

I can try my way (I'm lost)
I find my way (lost)
I find my way (I'm lost)
I find my way (lost)
I can't way...

[Game - 2]
If I the story you gotta keep it between us,
Only other niggas that know are Spliff Star and
I Buss when I need a shoulder
And I don't always listen so he call me and say "I told you"
But anyway, my is a Peadophile, how you stick your 28 year old d-ck in your child
And now how it feel to be 52 and a son that's a millionaire, and he don't f*ck with you, daddy!
She was only in the six grade, the day I heard her scream, I have hit you with the switch blade
Then she ran but I ain't know way, she ended up in Vegas doing everything her pimp say
I've seen her one Christmas with a black guy, I took her to the store and bought her shades with my five,
My sister is a prostitute, and I'ma tell you what I'm about to do.
Go get her she... (lost)

She find her way
She can't her way
She find her way
She can't her way
She can't her way

- Verse 3]
Thats all I'm thinking on this hound
Usually I'll be in this seat brids and a tre pound
But time I riding for family
Like Khaled did for Ross, they it down in Miami
On my way to Michigan, not to see D12
I'm knocking on door, "have you seen this female?"
Here's a picture of my pretty baby
Here go one when she was ten and this one our last
Low light skinned girl, long curly black hair, sorry for wasting time, I know you don't care,
Feel like I walk than just 8 miles
Ran into a borded up BMF house
Made me think all the time I spent with Meech makin' it rain in Magic city
When was a Georgia peach
Now life is a rotton
Run than New York
You see my call me 'cause life is too short to get (lost)

She find her way
She find her way
She find her way
She find her way
She find her way