Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid nice was
on my own since they cut the chord
when i was born, to divorce and scorn
ever since that happened, i was torn
understand nothing but i'm happy
instead of being cool, my family on snapping
cool out 12 a nigga was rapping
my father died, the is still
look in the man, i see real
my reflection, feels what i feel
the letter is written: and sealed
intoxicated, spill for
and i ain't never seen a gang making deals for
cover my mind and why
there's the in the world and the time to die

i ain't trying to upset
i'm just to be me

i go man, people like "he's still rapping?
yeah that's man, you still gun clapping?
i'm on to bigger positive
to live out a dream
i'm the mvp, at my ring
what y'all know about the street games, just
dreaming em up. not trying to a come-up
going to sleep at praying to god
wishing that you had bad bitch in your arm
i'm that kid tryna things happen
up in the club, watching clapping
and i'm that kid that be steady in the booth
throw out my demo and a hot 97 proof
and you don't wanna sign me, are y'all on?
i go next to the next that wanna put me on
and that's real, i'm only me
the k-i-d, not to become the next og

relax ?
?
more me and me, less
in the pool of magical ones, i will not
not on the day or the warmest night
i'm free like a bird nigga, i should flight
plain nigga, the one less hoes
if i had jewels that could dim light
off they would never look, read a book
know i'm semi-wrong, got 'em
now they know scott, and they i plot
don't trust hoes, just wonder not
till i it, baby i love music, not
really ain't no question, lessons
at confessions, never preaching
real through deception and lies
so, it music, baby keep it going steady
it won't be long, my niggas, till everybody