Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid nice was
on my own they cut the umbelical chord
when i was born, to divorce and scorn
ever that happened, i was daily torn
didn't nothing but i'm happy
instead of being cool, my kept on snapping
out shit 12 a nigga was rapping
my father died, the pain is
look in the man, i see real
my reflection, feels what i feel
the letter is written: stamped and
intoxicated, spill for
and i ain't never seen a gang deals for deals
my mind and witness 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 things
to live out a dream
i'm the mvp, look at my
what y'all about the street games, you're just
dreaming em up. not trying to make a
going to at night praying to god
wishing that you had that bad bitch in arm
i'm that kid make things happen
up in the club, gangstas clapping
and i'm that kid that be steady in the booth
out my demo and that's a hot 97 proof
and you don't sign me, fuck are y'all on?
i go next to the next that wanna put me on
and that's real, cause i'm me
the k-i-d, not trying to the next og

relax ?
?
me and me, less them
in the of magical ones, i will not swim
not on the hottest day or the night
i'm free a bird nigga, i should take flight
nigga, the one less hoes like
even if i had jewels that could dim
off they never look, rather read a book
i'm semi-wrong, got 'em shook
now know scott, and they know i plot
don't hoes, they just wonder not
i abuse it, baby i love music, not
really ain't no question, just
at confessions, never preaching
real recognize through and lies
so, keep it music, baby keep it going
it won't be long, my niggas, till witness