Luyện nghe bài hát Now You See My Life

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

Now whos the king of these rap acts? bad ass,
they say hes a act, no wonder hes jabbed at.
Thats why put me up in lights and I rap back,
and half these wanna mimic my crack-ass.
He no cynic but he knows where your dads at,
they aint go finish till send you to Baghdad.
And minute by minute, they go you right in it,
you go end up at clinics they put you on Xinix.
But dont you worry Im back, yeah Deuce is back with a hat,
cape and a cat, baby Im the new Batman.
(ooh) You know Angie can grab that,
I dont need no tryin a grab 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 trash 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 what you cant have, and you know too damn bad.
Try and take my pride, we know thats silly, know thats silly.
You want what you have, and you know thats too damn bad.

(Skee-Lo) Im gonna make it no how long it takes me,
Im sick of lower living I cant allow it to me.
My neighbors hate me, all do is just make me,
bounce back, get on my hustle, achievin things.
An architect, my future, watching it grow,
out to the youth and Im teachin em what I know.
I seen a lot a people do anythin for the dough,
even rob, steal, kill, good girls turned pro.
Good fellas turned stick-up kids I to know.
Little Bobby graduated and he couldnt go.
The Earth rotates, a thousand seven and a third.
pull us over, tonight Im on the curb,
gettin handcuffed, searchin for contraband,
Im face-down to God, he understands.
Im a start a new life a changed man,
but tonight I might be going to for eight grams (and)

[Deuce & Skee-Lo]

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

Chorus

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