Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

Young Hov in the
It's so
Lantern in the house
So
Why ya on me,
Is that

You know you've a star
you're the biggest target out there

When on the court, they're coming for you
the opposing player walks into that arena
They're of upstaging you
You're, like a trophy to them
They're "if I'm better than this guy,
The spotlight on me"
So, you know you're a superstar you're a marked man
And coming for you

The, the, the
They be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the
wanna be the, the, the king (king)

Uh
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on
took shots, hit my body up, I'm tired
Build me up, break me to build me up again
They like "Hov we you back so we can kill your ass again"
Hov got though he's no Big and Pac, but he's close
How I'm to win? They got me fighting ghosts

Most get their heads cut off

With the same sword they knight you they gon' good night you
Shit, thats' only if they like you
That aint even the half what might do
Don't believe me, ask

See Martin, see
See Biggy, see Pac
See success and its
See Jesus, see
See Caesar, see
See is like suicide

Suicide, a suicide
When you succeed, prepare to be
Media meddles, sue you, you settle
step you take, they remind you you ghetto
So tough being Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta be now
Now the is, "Is to have had and lost
Better not having at all?"
dawg,

Most kingz get heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you the top
Keep on if they ready or not
kingz get their heads cut off

The, the, the
They wanna be the, the, the
They be

Er'body wanna be the King then ring
You on your balcony with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X'd out, get distracted by
Er'body get hand off my jeans
look at you strange, say you changed
Like you work that hard to stay the
Uh
stays the same, the name changes
So it's for those to not overdose on being famous
kings get driven so insane
That they try to hit the same vein that Cobain did
So
No
Invited to the sanctum of your chambers
Low 'em as the enemies approach
So raise your draw and drown them in the moat
And the I'm evoking
kings who've been awoken
From from those who was most close to them

They wont stop until you to 'em
But real kings die
They martyrs, let's toast to 'em
King Arthur, put a to him
Like James Brown the show aint over
Until roll in
To the it's over, though
To my subjects it's over, hoe
Long the king
No, the rain won't
They my head on the chopping block
I die, nah

kings get their heads cut off
Keep on 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if ready or not
Most get their heads cut off
Keep on coming if they're or not

Long the king
No, the rain stop

Long the, the, the king
wanna be the, the, the king
Long live the, the, the
They be the, the, the king

Most get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing you reach the top
on coming if they're ready or not