Luyện nghe bài hát Metropolis

Sometimes I like I've drifted, I feel different I feel gifted
I've been high so long, don't need to to get lifted
I've been under pressure looking for
Whenever she is around, you I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side I go
From to the House of Blues, progress is the motto
Man the first show I ever done sold out was in Chicago
Yeah, yeah, living like I've been to die
Maybe not, I know why my mind is changing
this dangerous melody, uh
Yeah, and I know that ain't finna ever be ahead of me
All that competition right is dead to me
Yeah, uh, yeah, I've been the pages
Feeling the vibe, is outrageous
Boy, been feeling courageous
This shit right here, been at it for ages
Feels like I'm running through mazes, everybody has they
Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the whip and I to this
And I'm feeling it uh, hope when I'm I'm still in it
One of the few be killing it uh
Yeah, young motherfucker be giving what he living
On the road to success you know I'm driven
But didn't wanna publish it, but right now I'm on some other shit
I'm in a world, I'm with a different girl
I'm with the same team, but a different scheme
Remember back when I even pay the bills
And I'll never forget how that feels back when I

Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, it I'm gone
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, it I'm gone

Okay, doing what I gotta do, at this altitude
I look out of the window like goddamn, that's I really do
know why I fear the planes, sometimes I wish to sustain
If I look on it I would do it all over again
Nikki, Nikki, where you been? I can't wait to you in
Been on this plane way too long, I wait to see you again
Oh my God this turbulence has got me sippin' on liquor
Crazy racist white bitch at us like "Who are these niggas?"
First class, on they ass, all complain when I dash
landed in Europe and this model bitch is tryna smash
Now I'm on the train, all this shit inside my brain
Just left a hotel in Belgium, damn waffles was insane
blunts in Amsterdam, oh my God this is my jam
May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, the man

I know, I know that I got it if I, do I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I get high
And they why I never get high

Okay, fuck affiliation, I'm dude that did it on his own
These thoughts inside my mind, be with me when I'm all alone
I really this girl she bad as fuck, why must I run away?
It feel like self assassination, I can't put gun away
God damn, what's the plan? Not complacent I am
when I hit the road back in that mini van
Broke as fuck, not a dollar, that Chevy Impala
Praying we make it out this city, Lord willin', Insha'Allah
Up to the couple years, now my idols are my peers
I was on the to nowhere till I decided to veer
Put my everything into this shit, you know, I you know this
Used to give a fuck what thought, hoping that they would notice
Stop giving a fuck cause music gotta be the only
Mind racing on and off the track, I'm locomotive

I can't believe you don't like
Ugh, I like him because, like, when it's non like non-Tarantino-esque, I think it's a good movie
You mean like Inglourious
I see that
What?!
I didn't, I know
Oh my God, have you seen Fiction
Yeah, but I don't remember it
What you talking about? Have you seen uh, this is cause we're on the train, have you seen, fuck! What's his name. The guy from the movie, in the place on the
On the train? the scenery?
Uh, I'm tryna remember right now, dammit, Source