Luyện nghe bài hát Motivation

(Intro - Phyzical)
Yeah, we got one...
Aiyo...Thurapy, let it run...
Let the run baby...
Go, Check it...

(Verse 1 - Phyzical)
I stay motivated, I ain't tryna be you,
but I get money... I live and breathe rap shit dude,
I'm a hustla... 9 to 5 to survive,
and I got two so I'm tryna stay alive,
Phyzical Thurapy is blowin' up and gettin' (famous),
now wants to know our business,
all of a we got 99 cousins,
dozens and dozens... I'm like it! I ain't budgin'...
I from givin' out CD's for free,
to blowin' up on and mp3's,
my ex-girlfriends try to me,
they tell me that boyfriends are jammin' my beats,
I ain't tryna in the footsteps of my dad,
I'm tryna give my kids the that I never had,
a to my father... You can kiss my ass!
cause I'm the definition of a real man,
my blood, my sweat, and my go into rappin'...
from bein' in the studio to hustlin' (hustlin')...
and is what I do for a livin'...
if you gotta fuckin' problem, write it down and go it!
I'm a lyrical scientist, a mother fuckin' (genius),
the industry, I bleed this (bleed this),
I went from pallet jacks at Wal-Mart,
quit my job, a studio, and now I'm livin' large,
none of this rap shit overnight,
I so hard, and dedicated my life,
so you know about that? Tryna make a livin'...
I know all that, stayin' motivated!

(Chorus - Thurapy)
Yeah!
I'm too to fail, I'm too right to be wrong,
I'm too to just bail, I'm too live to be gone,
I'm too loved to be hated, I'm too to be loved,
But fuck it 'cos nothing is gonna me! (Yeah!)
And that's the I walk with thru the door,
I live my on the road,
When you been to the theres only one way to go,
And thats where I'm tomorrow!

(Verse 2 - Thurapy)
Yeah...
You see homey I gotta I gotta do me,
'Cos workin 9 to 5, thru Friday thats not me,
I been hustlin' 1987 to present,
And I ain't stoppin til I'm ridin tinted black a president,
From rags to riches, good girls to bitches,
From no food to dishes, broken bones to stitches,
I done been thru it, lived thru it, But that was in the man,
Now time to blow the music scene like the Taliban,
I told you all before we livin in the fast lane,
Bitch we been broken up for years but you still remember my name,
I'm on a makin mission with no time for drama,
I keep my peaces a Buddha.... like Ramachandra,
We be stackin doe "whoa",
to the bank yellin "fuck a label",
We be independent still we all the internet,
So damn straight we be of major checks,
I remember back when, would tell me back then,
Why the hell you rappin, It ain't happen,
tried to tell me I'm not being practical,
Well I was now who looks like the asshole?,
See I'm no to doubt I've dealt wit it all my life,
my fuckin faggot father deserted kids and his wife,
I hope that stupid is hearin every word that I say,
And if you hear me just know on this I'm flippin you da bird... HEY!
I been a hater so I don't know what it feel like,
I know what I'm doin wit my life it feels right,
Everybody has a set purpose on Earth,
And if is makin music then for me that works,
Playa I am the auction and you are one sale,
You see I am the and you are just the jail,
What I'm tryna say is I am of a big deal'a,
And I'll kick your ass like Silva!

(Chorus - Thurapy)
I'm too to fail, I'm too right to be wrong,
I'm too to just bail, I'm too live to be gone,
I'm too to be hated, I'm too hated to be loved,
But fuck it 'cos is gonna stop me! (Yeah!)
And the motivation I walk with thru the door,
I my life on the road,
When you been to the bottom only one way to go,
And where I'm heading tomorrow!

I'm too to fail, I'm too right to be wrong,
I'm too brave to bail, I'm too live to be gone,
I'm too to be hated, I'm too hated to be loved,
But fuck it 'cos nothing is gonna me! (Yeah!)
And that's the motivation I walk thru the door,
I live my on the road,
When you been to the bottom only one way to go,
And thats I'm heading tomorrow!