Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. K.i.d

84 kid was born
on my own since cut the umbelical chord
when i was born, witness to and scorn
ever since happened, i was daily torn
understand nothing but i'm happy
instead of being cool, my family kept on
cool out 12 a nigga was rapping
my died, the pain is still
look in the mirror man, i see
my reflection, feels what i feel
the letter is written: stamped and
intoxicated, for spill
and i ain't never seen a gang making for deals
cover my and witness why
the time in the world and the time to die

i ain't trying to nobody
i'm trying to be me

everywhere i go man, like "he's still rapping?
yeah right man, you still gun clapping?
i'm on to bigger things
to live out a dream
i'm the mvp, at my ring
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 that you had that bad 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 sign me, fuck 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 ?
?
more me and me, them
in the of magical ones, i will not swim
not on the hottest day or the warmest
i'm like a bird nigga, i should take flight
nigga, the one less hoes like
even if i had jewels could dim light
off they would never look, read a book
know i'm semi-wrong, got 'em
now they scott, and they know i plot
don't trust hoes, they just not
i abuse it, baby i love music, not
really ain't no question, lessons
at confessions, never preaching
real recognize through deception and
so, keep it music, baby keep it going
it won't be long, my niggas, till everybody