Luyện nghe bài hát Nervous - 1997

Nervous
Stress
Um
And I'm

I think I'm God
I I'm God
I'm God

I'm stressed out like a mu'fucka, hand on my
I told my to get the fuck on, I don't need her
My mind on my money it's comin' up short
I just left on child support
A witness to a murda but I not tell
Cause most of my in the county jail
Amphetamines make me fiend to stack
Niggas on my team be gone off
My hair fallin' out, it's turnin' gray cause I'm
The want me dead and a warrant for my arrest
I can't do plus the IRS
Know my numba and my home address
This nigga murda me, the bitches say they hate me
My heart been like it bust on me lately
I'm gone in this muthafucka on loid
The simple situations in life, I avoid
out the murda me
Cause never heard of me
America's most hated and under rated
Simply stated, hate it, they wanna test
Homie been accused of hatin' so confess
Oh my, know why, these hate me so much
cause I can't be touched
I'm sinister
Man I ya minister
When is the
Reel Life

And I'm out
Just

Stop steamin and hard
Stop, stop, stop steamin and lookin'

Just
Just
And I'm out now

Stop steamin and lookin'
Stop, stop, steamin and lookin' hard