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 illusion a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No how hard I try

Yeah, 03, I went plain filthy to filthy rich
Man, the change so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, turned around and spit
in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck 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 I done learned
If money is evil at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a
Entrepreneur, out the sewer, watch me maneuver
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than
is my recovery, my comeback, kid

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

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

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

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

My life, my
Makes me run away
There's no 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