Luyện nghe bài hát Now You See My Life

There was a kid name of Deuce,
who got sick and tired of being 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.
Thats why put me up in lights and I rap back,
and half these wanna mimic my crack-ass.
He aint no cynic but he knows where dads at,
they aint go till they send you to Baghdad.
And minute by minute, go pull you right in it,
you go end up at clinics they put you on Xinix.
But dont you worry Im back, yeah Deuce is with a black hat,
cape and a cat, baby 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 endin up in no place with no bad rash.
How come I get laughed at by media trash
Just because Im white and I like Im half-black?

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

(Skee-Lo) Im gonna make it no matter how long it me,
Im sick of living I cant allow it to break 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,
reachin out to the youth and Im em what 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 Bobby graduated and he couldnt go.
The rotates, a thousand thirty seven and a third.
Cops pull us over, Im on the curb,
gettin handcuffed, searchin for contraband,
Im talkin to God, he understands.
Tomorrow Im a start a new a changed man,
but tonight I might be to jail for eight grams (and)

[Deuce & Chorus

I was born to rip shit, born 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,
step in in my shoes, but its foolish.
Im cuckoo, I got screws loose,
fuck Tool, you can my ass too bitch,
you and your Dr. affiliates,
youre worth two cents of my 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,