Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid was born
on my own since they cut the umbelical
i was born, witness to divorce and scorn
ever that happened, i was daily torn
understand nothing but i'm happy
instead of cool, my family kept on snapping
cool out 12 a nigga was rapping
my died, the pain is still
look in the man, i see real
touch my reflection, what i feel
the letter is stamped and sealed
intoxicated, spill for
and i ain't never seen a making deals for deals
cover my and witness why
there's the time in the world and the to die

i ain't trying to 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 positive things
trying to out a dream
i'm the mvp, at my ring
what know about the street games, you're just
dreaming em up. not to make a come-up
going to sleep at night to god
that you had that bad bitch in your arm
i'm that kid tryna make things
up in the club, gangstas clapping
and i'm that kid that be steady in the booth
throw out my and that's a hot 97 proof
and you don't wanna sign me, fuck are on?
i go next to the next dude that put me on
and that's real, i'm only me
the k-i-d, not trying to the next 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 a bird nigga, i should take flight
plain nigga, the one hoes like
even if i had jewels could dim light
off would never look, rather read a book
i'm semi-wrong, got 'em shook
now they scott, and they know i plot
don't trust hoes, they wonder not
till i abuse it, i love music, not
ain't no question, just lessons
at confessions, never false
real recognize through and lies
so, keep it music, baby it going steady
it won't be long, my niggas, till everybody