Luyện nghe bài hát On My Grind

[Opening: Joe
Uh...
Can't even be rap.
You can't even really act like you gotta' get it in a... uh.
(Wait a minute!) (oh ye'), pause.
(Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 [x4]) ya man, Joey!
Reportin' live the slums (wait a minute!)
Reportin' live from the belly of the (wait a minute!)
Reportin' live from a hood 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 more steamrollin' (or...)
like puttin' 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 tight an' the bars are bar
as the one, fuck music, it's a art ta' son, let's rewind.
See, I was born in the projects, left for a new
ta' a new state, lookin' for a new pace.
Diamond in the rough, I stood out amongst the food
Swear a a mine headlined every news page (jhea').
Wit' dreams of bein'
You now checkin' out the new version of Peter Petrelli.
But wait! Wit' a lil' Barker on the side
when it all falls down I normally survive.
I'm see a new tax bracket
So I'll never have ta' grab
I concerned wit' no rap racket.
So y'all could take my through the mud an' drag it
Spread it ta' the masses, (I'mma) I still it passive.
I got no choice but' walk around wit' the on me
Life is way too short, too many homies.
(Or...) plus, wit' all the money I
a nigga die for less!
(So...) so, if a nigga wann' go ta' war, wave hi ta'
I He lives right 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 some is on my mind. [x2])

Yeeeeeah!

[Verse 2: Joe
L-Look, look...
I'm still livin' in the fast lane (oh!)
Still plottin' on my big money scheme like he an' Woody thinkin' how ta' rob a cash train.
on ho's that'll act fain
'Till the whole World know his (wait a minute!)
Still spit like it no ta'morra'
It ain't y'all, underrated so I overcharge.
Ol' Dodge, radio off, fuck a
Get ta' know me the music not a publication (naw).
It's no justification, (but a...) mean enough the waitin'
(I mean I...) I lost all my an' my patience.
That came wit'out the or the chair or the robe
Nigga, I don't care sow (wait a minute!)
They let the beast outta' the cage, at the hunger
Got'chur inta' some shit, look at the plunger.
I'm 'cause I'm livin' it, entrepreneur Steve Rifkind shit
Though a few wann' Kinder it.
I'm wit' some different shit
An' offices all about my paper, that's that ?? shit.
Rapper on 'roids, wit' the thoughts (but...)
But managed ta' my name out the mention report.
See I'mma for a whole generation
when I'm gone, but my message is indication.
Then you too can 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 know'll 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!