Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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

Yeah, 03, I from plain filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and
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
I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, so many lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I earned
I'm doing I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
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
to run and hide
No matter how I try

While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your heavy
I was in the sheds sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this
I you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, only the buginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's
He'll rip your vocal out and have them bitches plu~gged in the
Motherfucking wall with thousand volts of electrucity
Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in
One of your eye sockets I thought you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in 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 thinking about just
"Mother fuck everybody up in this bitch, but 50!"
this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I'm trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh I guess bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it
like I'm going psycho again
And I just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm in circles with

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

I been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records, people forgot I did
Maybe this is for me,
Maybe I'm supposed to go
I'll do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Try to say this classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
Wrap your up in plastic, pussy
Now pick the casket, nap with the maggots
It's tragic, sad it's
Never end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and heart full of hate
Accept it, it
a gift, God-given, like the air in the lungs
Of every fucking livin'

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