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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

(Chorus)
I've trying so hard,
to the scars,
of this life,
on the boulevard.
(Oh on the boulevard)

(Adonis)
Every Kenny wake up 'bout 5 am,
and jog about seven before class start.
Had dreams of being the superstar,
like boy who sang Bo'.
Kenny's was crazy,
in his heart he was to get it,
so he wit' it.
Six days out the kenny hit the track,
with his goals set high, he ain't back.
one too many of his friends over goods and crack.
Kenny put it in his mind something better then that.
His daddy called him the way he stuck to the track,
his momma said "it's time baby you can't turn back."
And all the blood, sweat, and the tears,
promised the fan for 40 years
to come, got to get it.
He prosper,
jumping hurdles in life 'til the one pop up.

(Chorus)
I've trying so hard,
to the scars,
of this life,
on the boulevard.
(Oh on the boulevard)

(Royce Da 5'9)
Every Kenny wake up at 9 AM,
hit the traphouse and stay til its 5 AM.
I call that pages.
He always holdin his dick, busting off,
but i dont that masterbation.
He all heart.
And you never hear "Oh my god they killed Kenny",
Bitch this ain't Park.
This the mittens scurvy conditions,
workers is stealin, is workin.
You as real as the nigga you murdered.
Bullets fly to chest leak,
treat you like you a crownless piece.
Middle finger never up, thats a waste.
Why would he do that when can just tell you niggas "Fuck You" to your
He could fill up y'all with philly's bully,
to pull card with no regards for the laws, wearing a hoodie.
on his trail, he toss the bird,
roll his down like "Can i help you office-errrrr?"

I've been for so long.
The just won't leave me alone.
a battle I've got to win.
I give in.

(Chorus)
I've trying so hard,
to the scars,
of living life,
on the boulevard.
(Oh on the boulevard)

(Outro)
Bound for destiny, for
yet they both with the 9-7
as evidence were meant to be more
yet they can't seem to find the score
cuz the game they played was rigged from the
And in the end I sit on the and cry
Both cues stuck in a universe will lose their (?)