Luyện nghe bài hát Masochist

(Verse 1)
Everything happens for a
And my reason to be's to see happen for a reason One event to the next
like I'm stuck at the box office with every second my clock tosses
Into my face, smacked with a of fate wasted and lost causes
I've been mocked and accosted, to the point that I got
Though my flow's plugged enough to stop faucets
I've thought often about tossing awesome gift to the wind
And start crossing over to sin this intention to blend that I get from within
I've protected my skin a thin layer of pride and showmanship
But both my coats are ripped and I can't seem to on clothes that fit
Supposing this rap shit actually pays off, I'm wondering if it'll all be it
Cause this is what in my life has ever been hurt with
This curse, this urge I feel for verses
Is one of my life's real
I seal my curtains when I write, I disturbance from the light
I deal with dirt and yet I want to heal the earth and peel the surface to reveal perfect
And words I wield with purpose, and yet follows the plot
rather hear me rock off of the top
There's pitfalls in my socks, so I walk caution
halt the auction! Cause my soul's on sale, and I thought I lost it

(Chorus 2X)
If I gotta fight for the rest of my
Then I'm gon' turn the other (yeah)
I hate the way you hurt me
But I can't get enough of your

(Verse 2)
And who the am I supposed to be?
A holy priest a rosary? Some type of bold stoic Moses of poetry?
Should I be holding heat to pose for the
A phoney? If I said my name was 'Tony' would you know it's me?
Supposedly, T-O-N-E flow with over these bolder beats
But the too cheap to pay for groceries
And in the throws of I choke and breathe
Loaded with my hopes and dreams, yet I don't know if we both believe
I scope the scene, and I'm these bills build up
I'm nice with a day-job, these niggaz write all day and still
And yet they fill clubs, sell a and feel sluts
I kill dubs, but I have the mills to pay for real pub
My chilled love melts on
Cause brainwashed niggaz only feelin' my track if Clue or Flex play it
Who you expect to say this if I don't?
What? Cause I don't wanna be extorted by some cat who lets determine his playlists
I'm searching for ways in, but entrances are sparse when you're to market
Fuck art, cause thugs the smartest targets
And I'm not abstract enough, so it seems backpackers are up
And I it was half the battle, just to have the love
And pack a of skills, politics are ill and yo, it's real
It seems I'm cruising, and they're using these crooked stones for wheels
And when you know the deal, it doesn't evoke the appeal
Like stolen Meals, lemme propose a toast to heal

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
I've sacrificed so many facets of life, just to achieve
Love & definitive reason, to trust in agreements
My family a grievance when we discussed I was leaving
Seeming substituted for tunnel and it probably crushed all their feelings
There's something in the corruption of demons
Feeding me vehemently lustful delusions of bucks succeeding
But up, months it's exceeded
Peeling the scabs off of cuts that are
knowing I ain't had it as tough as
This shit doesn't or even touches what he did
But, will I be signed by 33? Cause my teens were depleted
Blessed with a gift, equipped to assist in the destruction of
But, please, god really want me snuffing emcees, then? (Ha)
I must be conceited,
Well, I'm balanced out by the lack of
I've felt since I've how to read & write
spelled relief when the rhyme schemes are tight
Then I feel the weight of a cheapened when 5, 000 people die
(SOB! SOB!) bad for the rap artist?
But your soul into something for responses that's half-hearted
Terminate relationships on the basis of past
And then you'll see why every review's like another line on my wrist
This light-hearted voice becomes jailed by the
impossible to trap my lips, when I have to spit
I try to swim away, but I keep getting dragged in this
Come to find my arms swimming backwards, Cause I'm a Masochist

(Outro 3X)
If I gotta fight for the rest of my
Then I'm gon' turn the other (yeah)
Cause I hate the way you me
But I can't get enough of love