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 daily
didn't understand but i'm happy
instead of being cool, my family kept on
cool out shit 12 a nigga was
my father died, the pain is
look in the man, i see real
touch my reflection, feels i feel
the letter is stamped and sealed
intoxicated, spill for
and i never seen a gang making deals for deals
cover my and witness why
there's the time in the and the time to die

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

everywhere i go man, like "he's still rapping?
that's right man, you still gun clapping?
i'm on to bigger positive
trying to live out a
i'm the mvp, at my ring
what know about the street games, you're just
em up. not trying to make a come-up
going to sleep at praying to god
wishing that you had that bad bitch in arm
i'm that kid tryna make happen
up in the club, watching gangstas
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 me, fuck are y'all on?
i go to the next dude that wanna put me on
and that's real, cause i'm me
the k-i-d, not trying to the next og

relax ?
?
more me and me, less
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 hoes like
even if i had jewels that dim light
off they would never look, rather a book
know i'm semi-wrong, got 'em
now they know scott, and know i plot
don't trust hoes, they just not
i abuse it, baby i love music, not
really ain't no question, just
at confessions, never false
real recognize deception and lies
so, keep it music, baby it going steady
it won't be long, my niggas, till everybody