Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid was born
on my own they cut the umbelical chord
when i was born, witness to and scorn
ever that happened, i was daily torn
didn't nothing but i'm happy
instead of being cool, my family kept on
cool out shit 12 a nigga was
my father died, the is still
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 time in the world and the to die

i trying to upset nobody
i'm just to be me

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

relax ?
?
me and me, less them
in the pool of magical ones, i not swim
not on the hottest day or the warmest
i'm free like a bird nigga, i take flight
plain nigga, the one less hoes
even if i had jewels that dim light
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 trust hoes, just wonder not
till i abuse it, baby i 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