Luyện nghe bài hát On My Grind

[Opening: Joe
Uh...
Can't even be rap.
You can't even really act 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 the slums (wait a minute!)
Reportin' live from the belly of the (wait a minute!)
Reportin' live from a near you (it's... it's...)
Or not so near you.

[Verse 1: Joe
L-Look, look...
First off, I'm not competin', I'm like stampeding
I'm like steamrollin' (or...)
More like my foot on the neck of the game until I see it chokin'
I hol' on for dear life, (I mean uh...) the flow is air an' the bars are bar none
Regarded as the one, music, it's a art ta' son, let's 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 cache
Swear a friend a mine headlined news page (jhea').
dreams of bein' wealthy
You now checkin' out the new Jersey version of Petrelli.
But wait! Wit' a Travis Barker on the side
'Cause when it all down I normally survive.
I'm try'nna see a new tax
So I'll never have ta' grab
I ain't concerned no rap racket.
So y'all could take my name the mud an' drag it
it ta' the masses, (I'mma) I still play it passive.
I got no choice walk around wit' the lead on me
is way too short, too many dead homies.
(Or...) plus, all the money I invest
Everyday a die for less!
(So...) so, if a nigga wann' go ta' war, 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 rapper you know'll straight feast on a
An' on a track, beast on the game!

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

Yeeeeeah!

[Verse 2: Joe
L-Look, look...
I'm still livin' in the fast lane (oh!)
Still on my big money scheme like he Wesley an' Woody thinkin' how ta' rob a cash train.
Shittin' on ho's that'll act
'Till the whole know his last (wait a minute!)
Still spit it ain't no ta'morra'
It over y'all, underrated so I overcharge.
Ol' Dodge, radio off, a station
Get ta' know me the music not a publication (naw).
It's no justification, (but a...) mean wit' the waitin'
(I mean I...) I all my just an' my patience.
came wit'out the crown or the chair or the robe
Nigga, I care what'chu sow (wait a minute!)
They let the beast the cage, look at the hunger
Got'chur self inta' shit, look at the plunger.
I'm talkin' 'cause I'm it, entrepreneur Steve Rifkind shit
a few haters wann' Kinder it.
I'm comin' wit' some shit
An' offices all about my paper, that's that ?? shit.
Rapper on 'roids, wit' the thoughts (but...)
But managed ta' keep my name out the report.
See I'mma for a whole generation
Even I'm gone, but my message is indication.
you too can attain the unattainable
(But...) fuck try'nna the unexplainable!

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

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

Yeeeeeah!