Luyện nghe bài hát Now You See My Life

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

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

[Deuce]
Now you see my life, and it so pretty, looks so pretty.
You what you cant have, and you know thats too damn bad.
Try and my pride, we both know thats silly, know thats silly.
You want what you cant have, and you 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 me, all they do is just make me,
back, get on my hustle, achievin great things.
An architect, my future, watching it grow,
reachin out to the youth and Im teachin em I know.
I done seen a lot a do anythin for the dough,
even rob, steal, kill, girls that turned pro.
Good fellas turned stick-up kids I to know.
Little graduated and college he couldnt go.
The Earth rotates, a thousand thirty 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 to jail for eight grams (and)

[Deuce & Chorus

I was to rip shit, born with too much wit,
why they 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 bruised and yeah your trapped, stupid,
tryina in in my shoes, but its foolish.
Im cuckoo, I got screws loose,
fuck Tool, you can 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,