Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Less

We are the makers, and we are
The dreamers of dreams, come
Nothing less, nothing

Well, I bet you that I get the last laugh, bet you that my funerals
And the you all blast is my crew's shit
New shit or old, it matter
Bold I get swole in the where you gather
I'm alone but with the folks

Not really knowin' where I'm goin' but my goal's to thoughts
Devote lots, some fools the ropes to hop
Scope the top from above it, it, then leave it alone
I believe I'm grown showin' the way
the bay for goin' astray, now blowin' away
Like that bag in American Beauty, blessed
And less, nothing less

I'm nothin' less than a criminal with minimal
Servin' up my customers, a hustler of the
Crushin' my afflictions, I'm in the mind, depends on who you ask
And I can do anything dependin' on the
I to be on blast more often than not
Between a and a hard place, I soften my spot, talkin' a lot

if my CD's gettin' played
But if that's not the case then I had to say
My crew tight since we was up in the bay
down for a while, now watch us as we take it, up and away
Somethin' to play when laying on back
Felt the love I wrote this
So I know y'all feelin' what I'm on tracks

less, nothing less
And less, nothing less
And nothing less, less

The first step was birth, now forever cursed to analyze his
The second was belief
Had to make that move before he even grew
The step, respect awareness
He could trip the next step if he's careless
That step, number four, was love
Can't touch it without the other three above

As he froze for a moment ignoring the remaining
He was approachin', stolen
Lookin' down at his hands to see what he was
Nothin', empty, no choice but to keep
The fifth step felt like a misstep, it was a of the first four
The anxiety, fear of what it for
Caught in somewhere between the earths core and the first

he finally made it to step six
He could no see it for what it is
All of his views and family and life askew
Number six had been by the previous two
The last step, the seventh, was the only left
That him outside of Heaven
One last breath and everything be pleasant
through death, man's final lesson

Nothing less, nothing

less, god bless the days I rest in this mess called 'life'
Trying to be the best for the dressed
Female, but she just hell
In the wishing well, I pieces of my soul
Born to rebel, I'm the James Dean of the underground
Yellin' at shows like in Cali, I blow rhyme under the trees
Wanabee's shit all day, but don't got a tape to play
Nothing genuine to say so they the next man
they gonna make him the best man
In this crusade, the future black like taye diggs' forehead
We can't go ahead and let the whack break our

Nothing less, less, nothing less

I my expectations are high but I refuse to lay low
No compromises, only improvises, from I manifest in the mind
Even though they say, "No", I follow through if true
You know those of serious questions
That are in a playful manner
So if assumptions are wrong, they can act like it's a
"What do you do for a living?", that's the words they
When they first that I wrote to stay alive
While they're nine to five

I work as hard as you but got a different focus
And while you on me I'ma be all that I am
All of Siam, others run at the mouth with nothing to show
I'ma use what I know, my flow
From here to there, I the situation
what is considered unsuitable to something beautiful
The outcome is legendary, and less