Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody But Me

MJG: It no changing me, no matter what you claim to see
I can only aim to be,
If thangs seem strange to me, they can't be the with me
You know it's lame to be, somethin you know is a lie
Hoes want a to try to be somethin that he ain't,
right before your eyes, livin his life in a fuckin
the pack, and wind up dead last (Go on)
Real dummy with your ass
In the future, ain't nobody gonna to you
(Why) you do whatever to please the crew
It's to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for yourself
I think go with the green, Cause asses I do not clean
As bad as the shit might seem, I got a team
Nigga, myself and I, it ain't ever let a day go by
Without reality checks, my salary check,
ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't finna

I gotta keep a level head, fuck what a devil
I'm stayin me, M-J fuckin G - Put trust in me..

Chorus: I can't be nobody but me, and all I can be
I can't be who you want me to be, cause nigga, ain't me
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Eight: 100 ways to die, and I survived 99
99 lives and one of them could've been mine
Blind my eyes open, seein what is killin me
Feelin what is killin me, but more constantly
Runnin from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get
Gang, shootin and bitches fuckin with me everyday
Man if I was and couldn't see em from a mile away
Smile on their mug, and in their minds, but jealousy
Why should I get up in that bullshit not concernin me
Yeah, I run with Suave and we gone ride til
if I was lyin, strike me right here as I'm speakin this
Separate the strong from the and the weak at this

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I see him everyday, point shaven and cravin
for the that I be savin, and the moves that I be makin
Breakin rules, tryin not to be one of them broke
robbin niggas comin from school, thinkin that that is cool
Served out, whether sober, playboy, I got for ya
to shoot, because that indo boosts up my paranoia
I rap the blues, cause the blues is I'm livin nigga
Surrounded my animals - and dyin by the trigga
Word to me, and if that shit don't your expectations
Fuck you critics, I do for the underground nation
ridaz, nigga, drug traffickaz and jackaz
Heat packaz, nigga, all my ain't rappaz
And, I say it if it wasn't necessary
All of this is just a test, to prepare me
My future's lookin dark, and I think it's gettin brighter
Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer...

MJG: hard to be, something that you didn't start to be
these be apart of me, until it's hard to see
till the when it's hard to walk, gettin old
and, hard to talk, I'm on a line of chalk
it seems thinner than a of thread, but through all this
still instead, I'm real all
Paper, short or tall - Wife, be big and
and still down to earth, I'll still be on the
Life like a tv screen, but I keep my
and I'll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I they got me under the scope
But, if lookin at me, Look close, and your ass will learn
when you have your turn, and take a stand and shit
You might be a man and shit, make your own plan and
Cause I don't make no unless G wanna make that move
Fuck he and she wanna make that move, I got a face blues
when a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they at my face like Ooo
Mane, you broke and shit, but they ain't gonna me out a rope
and
I'm a and choke and shit
And my folkaz get with that hocus pokus shit,
I'll be the trick...
But, I'm gone be myself, Pimp nigga for sho'
again like I did it befo', up top or below
I'm a keep my on the flo', and do it in the heat or the snow
Give me a and I go, Off like a champ on your ass
Drop the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a stamp on ass
Send you off to camp on ass...when I rain, I'll dampen your
path.

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