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
since that happened, i was daily torn
didn't nothing but i'm happy
of being cool, my family kept on snapping
cool out shit 12 a nigga was
my father died, the pain is
in the mirror man, i see real
touch my reflection, feels i feel
the letter is written: stamped and
intoxicated, for spill
and i ain't never seen a gang making for deals
cover my mind and why
there's the in the world and the time to die

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

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

relax ?
?
more me and me, less
in the pool of ones, i will not swim
not on the hottest day or the warmest
i'm free like a nigga, i should take flight
plain nigga, the one less hoes
even if i had jewels that could dim
off would never look, rather read a book
know i'm semi-wrong, got 'em
now they know scott, and they i plot
don't trust hoes, just wonder not
till i it, baby i love music, not
really no question, just lessons
at confessions, never false
recognize through deception and lies
so, keep it music, baby keep it steady
it be long, my niggas, till everybody witness