Luyện nghe bài hát One Forty

No more wine for me, no more dimes of
I'm tryin' to see, if my mind can reach
The of the game that we die to see
I'm bout naturally where ya mind is free
See I'm a dying breed, a emcee
I to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheese
See it was bound to be, when mouths to feed
And there's bills to pay, gotta give way

The way I feel today, I could less
'Cuz my is made, yeah my hair's a mess
I don't bother to shave, I walk around chest
a candy face, like I'm wearin' a vest
I dare ya to test, I a hundred-five reps
Showin' off my pecs, triceps and
I'm all for the cause, to die next
I'm all for the cause, ready to die

We even talk about it we live it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't nobody me how to live my life)
And if you think you can take it us, come get it, come get it
(How you gon' me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody me how to live my life)

This It's mine
yours? It's mine
That's right it's
That's yours mine
This life? mine
It's yours? It's
That's right mine
yours this mine

Now ah, when I was a, man
There was a couple of things poppa put in my
Never sit down when ya to stand
Never drink down all ya dreams and
Poppa, what's inside ya glass?
do as I do boy, do as I ask
See do it right if ya gon' do it that
And don't do it if ya gon' do it

Well, since I been an over-achiever
and drinker, only I would opened my blinkers
And I'm broke, so I guess I gotta on my finger
'Cuz I to come up, ah I'm just a dreamer
A schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp Arena
Try an bust my weiner, with these court subpoenas petty
"Boy you ain't worth" like student like

We don't even talk about it we it, we live it
(How you tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
And if you think you can it from us, come get it, come get it
(How you gon' me how to live my life?)
(Can't tell me how to live my life)

This It's mine
yours? It's mine
That's right mine
That's yours this
life? It's mine
It's yours? mine
right it's mine
That's this mine

Same jeans in the spring that I strut in the
No comb, no fade, no at all
I'll a finger for the haters and one for the law
Sounds fine, Nappy Roots a little for y'all
Get a dutch, jump the gultch, then stuff it with
Get higher than a motherfucker, deep in the
Hit the sto', makin' mo', fifth and I pause
Get tryna cut, got ya dick and balls
naw then broads at the wall

Big pimpin' on a budget, make it the mall
Thank the Lord, for just livin', makin' the
'Scuse me, got change I can borrow?
Dime? a penny tryna get to the mall
Wanna buy me ice too, slip it and fall
Ops me, big nuts and they gone
Didn't see that shit like a truck in the fall

We don't even about it we live it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't tell me how to live my life)
And if you think you can take it from us, get it, come get it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)

This It's mine
yours? It's mine
That's it's mine
That's yours mine
This It's mine
It's It's mine
right it's mine
That's yours this

hear ya say
Nappy Roots see ya dawg, all my
It's that life B, gotta that choice
all on you
Lemme ya say
Lemme ya say
hear ya say