Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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

Yeah, 03, I went from filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some shit
'Cause I'm not writing anymore, not making hits
I'm far from perfect, so many lessons I done learned
If is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm what 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 track I lace it, it's better basic
is my recovery, my comeback, kid

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

While you were your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the sheds sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds
To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say spaghett-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's the buginning
buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have bitches plu~gged in the
wall with three thousand volts of electrucity
Now take the other end of 'em, plug them motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought you finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my and my tears in this shit
Fuck up, you're gonna end up rugretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening
I'm thinking about just
"Mother fuck that's 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 heart and soul into this 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 guess it's bubble
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho
And I just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in circles

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
to run and hide
No how hard I try

I haven't been this fucking since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records, forgot what I did
this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it three A.M. in the like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire a lighter
Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass 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 your face, and heart full of hate
it, respect it
This a gift, God-given, the air in the lungs
Of every fucking livin'

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