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
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 a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and
Right in my face, so and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
'Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making
I'm far from perfect, there's so lessons I done learned
If is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me
What's it to ya? The I lace it, it's better than basic
is my recovery, my comeback, kid

My life, my
me wanna run away
There's no 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 fucking sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fucking keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's the buginning
He's buggin' again, he's thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal out and have them bitches plu~gged in the
Motherfucking with three thousand volts of electrucity
Now take the other end of 'em, 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 put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up rugretting you ever betted 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!"
this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my in a crisis
Christ, how was I to know shit would turn up like it did?
like I'm going psycho again
And I might just my lid
Shit, I wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in circles

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
to run and hide
No matter how I try

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

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
Nowhere to run and
No matter how I try