Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

My life, my
me wanna run away
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an like a movie
Got to go
Nowhere to run and
No matter how I try

Yeah, 03, I from plain filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a
I tried to help niggas get on, turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound it's some other shit
'Cause I'm not writing anymore, not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done
If money is evil look at all the evil I done
I'm doing I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, me maneuver
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better basic
is my recovery, my comeback, kid

My life, my
Makes me wanna run
no place to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion like a
Got to go
to run and hide
No how hard I try

While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz
I was in the fucking sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that juice, getting my taste buds ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the
He's buggin' again, he's thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them plu~gged in the
Motherfucking wall with three thousand volts of
Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in
One of your eye sockets cause I you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this
letting up, you're gonna end up rugretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's again
I'm thinking about saying
"Mother fuck everybody that's up in bitch, but 50!"
this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself into this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up it did?
Feels I'm going psycho again
And I might blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish I would have never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in circles

My life, my
Makes me run away
no place to go
No to go
All the
an illusion like a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No how hard I try

I haven't this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records, forgot what I did
Maybe is for me, maybe
I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady
killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Try to say ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
Wrap your head up in plastic,
Now pick the casket, dirt nap the maggots
tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we one again
With that frown on face, and your heart full of hate
it, respect it
This a gift, God-given, like the air in the
Of fucking thing livin'

My life, my
Makes me run away
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an like a movie
Got to go
Nowhere to run and
No how hard I try