Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Less

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

Well, I bet you that I get the last laugh, bet you that my packed
And the tune you all is my crew's shit
New or old, it don't matter
Bold I get swole in the zone where you
I'm alone but with the folks

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

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

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

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

The first step was birth, now forever cursed to his self-worth
The second step was
Had to make move before he even grew teeth
The third step, awareness
He could trip over the next step if careless
That next step, number four, was
Can't touch it without the other three above

As he for a moment ignoring the remaining ones
He was approachin', focus
down at his hands to see what he was holdin'
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 and the first floor

When he finally made it to six
He could no longer see it for it is
All of his views and family and were askew
six had been twisted by the previous two
The last step, the seventh, was the only thing
kept him outside of Heaven
One last breath and could be pleasant
Life through death, final lesson

Nothing less, less

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

Nothing less, nothing less, nothing

I know my expectations are high but I to lay low
No compromises, only improvises, from what I manifest in the
though they say, "No", I follow through if it's true
You know type of serious questions
That are asked in a manner
So if assumptions are wrong, they can act it's a joke?
"What do you do for a living?", that's the they spoke
When they first heard that I wrote to alive
While workin' 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, while others run at the mouth nothing to show
use what I know, manipulating my flow
From here to there, I the situation
From what is considered unsuitable to beautiful
The outcome is legendary, and less