Luyện nghe bài hát Now You See My Life

There once was a kid of Deuce,
who got sick and of being picked on.
So he got himself a twenty-two,
click, boom, now hes on the news.

Now whos the king of rap acts? American bad ass,
they say hes a class act, no hes jabbed at.
why they put me up in lights and I rap back,
and half these critics wanna my crack-ass.
He no cynic but he knows where your dads at,
they aint go finish they send you to Baghdad.
And minute by minute, they go pull you in it,
you go end up at clinics they put you on Xinix.
But you worry Im back, yeah Deuce is back with a black hat,
and a black cat, baby Im the new Batman.
(ooh) You know only can grab that,
I dont need no groupies tryin a at my pants,
hopin Im a go and tax that,
I aint endin up in no with no bad rash.
How come I get laughed at by media bags?
Just because Im and I sing like Im half-black?

Chorus:
Now you see my life, and it so pretty, looks so pretty.
You want you cant have, and you know thats too damn bad.
Try and take my pride, we both know thats silly, know silly.
You want you cant have, and you know thats too damn bad.

(Skee-Lo) Im gonna make it no matter how long it me,
Im sick of lower living I cant it to break me.
My neighbors hate me, all they do is make me,
bounce back, get on my hustle, great things.
An architect, my future, watching it grow,
reachin out to the youth and Im teachin em I know.
I done a lot a people do anythin for the dough,
even rob, steal, kill, good girls that pro.
fellas turned stick-up kids I used to know.
Little graduated and college he couldnt go.
The rotates, a thousand thirty seven and a third.
pull us over, tonight Im on the curb,
gettin handcuffed, deputies for contraband,
Im talkin to God, he understands.
Tomorrow Im a a new life a changed man,
but tonight I might be going to jail for grams (and)

[Deuce & Chorus

I was born to rip shit, born with too wit,
thats why they call me the Wiz Kid, I drop hits.
me, Im too sick, you cant hang, Im too quick.
Whats my name? bitch, its the new shit.
Leavin egos bruised and yeah your trapped, stupid,
step in in my shoes, but its foolish.
Im cuckoo, homey I got loose,
Tool, you can kiss my ass too bitch,
you and Dr. Phil affiliates,
worth two cents of my time and
a few bars, so bitch,
as long as Im music
Im a be a nuisance,
its a new movement.

[Deuce]

Deuces, Deuces, Deuces, Deuces, Skee-Lo, Skee-Lo, Skee-Lo,