Luyện nghe bài hát Motivation

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

(Verse 1 - Phyzical)
I motivated, I ain't tryna be like you,
but I get money... I live and breathe this rap dude,
I'm a hustla... 9 to 5 to survive,
and I got two daughters so I'm tryna alive,
Phyzical Thurapy is blowin' up and gettin' (famous),
now everybody to know our business,
all of a we got 99 cousins,
dozens and dozens... I'm like it! I ain't budgin'...
I went from 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 follow in the footsteps of my dad,
I'm tryna give my kids the life that I had,
a to my father... You can kiss my ass!
I'm the fuckin' definition of a real man,
my blood, my sweat, and my tears go rappin'...
from bein' in the studio to hustlin' (hustlin')...
and is what I do for a livin'...
if you gotta fuckin' problem, write it and go frame it!
I'm a lyrical scientist, a fuckin' genius (genius),
the entertainment industry, I this (bleed this),
I went from pushin' jacks at Wal-Mart,
quit my job, a studio, and now I'm livin' large,
none of this rap shit overnight,
I worked so hard, and my life,
so what you know about Tryna make a livin'...
I all about 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 it 'cos nothing is gonna stop me! (Yeah!)
And that's the motivation I walk with 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!

(Verse 2 - Thurapy)
Yeah...
You see homey I gotta I gotta do me,
'Cos workin 9 to 5, Monday thru thats not me,
I been since 1987 to present,
And I stoppin til I'm ridin tinted black like a president,
rags to riches, From good girls to bitches,
From no food to dishes, broken bones to stitches,
I done been thru it, lived it, But that was in the past man,
Now it's time to blow the music scene the Taliban,
I told you all before we life in the fast lane,
Bitch we been broken up for years but you still remember my name,
I'm on a money makin mission no time for drama,
I keep my peaces a Buddha.... like Ramachandra,
We be doe like "whoa",
Ridin to the bank "fuck a label",
We be independent still we all the internet,
So straight we be capable of major checks,
I back when, They would tell me back then,
Why the you rappin, It ain't gonna happen,
They tried to tell me I'm not practical,
Well I was passionate now who like the asshole?,
See I'm no stranger to doubt dealt wit it all my life,
my fuckin faggot father deserted kids and his wife,
I hope that stupid prick is hearin every that I say,
And if you hear me just on this line I'm flippin you da bird... HEY!
I never a hater so I don't know what it feel like,
I know what I'm doin wit my it just feels right,
Everybody has a set on this 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,
I'm tryna say is I am kind of a big deal'a,
And I'll kick your ass like Silva!

(Chorus - Thurapy)
I'm too focused to fail, I'm too to be wrong,
I'm too brave to 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 stop me! (Yeah!)
And that's the motivation I walk with the door,
I live my on the road,
When you to the bottom theres only one way to go,
And where I'm heading tomorrow!

I'm too focused to fail, I'm too 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 bottom theres one way to go,
And thats I'm heading tomorrow!