Luyện nghe bài hát On My Grind

[Opening: Joe
Uh...
even really be rap.
You can't really act like you gotta' get it in wit'out a... uh.
(Wait a minute!) (oh ye'), pause.
(Mic 1, 2, 1, 2 [x4]) It's ya man, Joey!
Reportin' live from the (wait a minute!)
Reportin' live from the belly of the (wait a minute!)
Reportin' live a hood near you (it's... it's...)
Or not so near you.

1: Joe Budden]
L-Look, look...
First off, I'm not competin', I'm more like
I'm more steamrollin' (or...)
More like puttin' my on the neck of the game until I see it chokin'
I hol' on for dear life, (I mean uh...) the is air tight an' the bars are bar none
Regarded as the one, fuck music, it's a art ta' son, rewind.
See, I was born in the projects, for a new hood
Jetted ta' a new state, for a new pace.
Diamond in the rough, I stood out amongst the food
Swear a a mine headlined every news page (jhea').
Wit' of bein' wealthy
You now checkin' out the new version of Peter Petrelli.
But wait! Wit' a lil' Barker on the side
'Cause when it all falls down I survive.
I'm try'nna see a new tax
So I'll never have ta' matics
I ain't wit' no rap racket.
So y'all could take my name through the mud an' it
it ta' the masses, (I'mma) I still play it passive.
I got no choice but' walk around the lead on me
Life is way too short, too dead homies.
(Or...) plus, wit' all the money I
Everyday a die for less!
(So...) so, if a wann' go ta' war, wave hi ta' Death
I mean He lives next ta' me, so He ain't a threat ta' me

He's a beast, a monster, he is insane!
He's an animal, he be tamed!
What you know'll straight feast on a lame
An' rock on a track, on the game!

(Damn I'm on my grind,
Look like shit is on my mind. [x2])

Yeeeeeah!

2: Joe Budden]
L-Look, look...
I'm still livin' life in the fast (oh!)
plottin' on my big money scheme like he Wesley an' Woody thinkin' how ta' rob a cash train.
Shittin' on that'll act fain
'Till the World know his last (wait a minute!)
spit like it ain't no ta'morra'
It ain't over y'all, so I overcharge.
Ol' Dodge, off, fuck a station
Get ta' me through the music not a publication (naw).
no justification, (but a...) mean enough wit' the waitin'
(I I...) I lost all my just an' my patience.
That came wit'out the crown or the or the robe
Nigga, I don't what'chu sow (wait a minute!)
They let the beast outta' the cage, at the hunger
Got'chur self inta' shit, look at the plunger.
I'm talkin' 'cause I'm livin' it, entrepreneur Steve shit
Though a few haters wann' it.
I'm comin' wit' some different
An' these all about my paper, that's that ?? shit.
on 'roids, sick wit' the thoughts (but...)
But managed ta' keep my name out the report.
See I'mma inspiration for a generation
when I'm gone, but my message is indication.
Then you too can attain the
(But...) try'nna explain the unexplainable!

He's a beast, a monster, he is insane!
an animal, he cannot be tamed!
What rapper you know'll straight feast on a
An' rock on a track, on the game!

(Damn I'm on my grind,
like some shit is on my mind. [x2])

Yeeeeeah!