Luyện nghe bài hát Moment 4 Life

I go hard,
nothing less devoted,
I put in every bar,
Take a second and it,
I know that things what they seem,
like blessings is coded,
I knew would be my moment for life the second I wrote it,
And yea I every day, I got used to the hope,
Playing with the world, I was losing my rope,
But contrary to what haters would hope,
you talk about me now, tell them I used to be broke,
Bad for your health a raw flow,
can't mention rap in my presence,
Unless and elf in the North Pole,
You get that, you so unprepared,
Snap back flow, adjust to me being over head,
Damn! I'm bigger, stronger and faster them,
Put my life bars, that's how I mastered the pen
Ten, eight, seven six five four three, two one,
it's my time,
I could it in the script and sell it,
This kind of story many n-ggas don't live to it,
I put my life in this sentence, like a felon,
Victory is mine, climb a raise my fists and yell it,
I wish that I could have moment a bit longer,
In the midst of the moment, the gonn' get stronger,
But shit hunger, make friends to opponents
Then take the tone of a on ya,
Keep your on your hip,
you boning them chicks, homie,
They be blowing your cut, man hoes is a bit phony,
I move out O's in the drought,
The day I trick on a you see snow in the south,
Way back I had the goals in my mouth,
I was pimping like Jerome in the house,
Thinking to my Martin years,
Now the Aston Martin doors like Martin's ears,
White top shoes on the drop,
got it looking like a skin head and some Doc Martens,
It all started a dream like Doc Martin, Luther King,
Do your thing stop talking,
Back when they the dirt on my pops coffin,
Left a spot on my heart that will not soften,
I'm in this beautiful thing,
So even in my I'm still pursuing my dreams,
Got the shooter on the roof, clear to king,
tell me bring the crown back and make the funeral clean,
It's no chance for the bow, I romance the war,
And n-ggas too clean to slow dance with the poor,
Ten seconds on the clock, I a glance at the score,
We by two so I advance with the ball,
Too fast for your forward no to rewind,
I shake him out his 2 shoes, I got 3 on my mind,
4 seconds left, and like 5 n-ggas pressing me,
I 6 rings like Jordan in my legacy,
7 on the bench watching me in slow mo,
I ate (8) the up too easy, no homo,
Straight down the to the top of the line,
And pulled that back like I was cocking a 9,
And let it fly thinking 'Los did it again',
ya'll n-ggas need heart, I'm the wizard you tin man,
It take 10 men to get the of this one man,
Cuz no ten men go as hard as this one man,
Damn, who thought that I was this thorough,
Put a ribbon on the moon, my gift out this n-gga