Luyện nghe bài hát Piece of Mind 4

Yea, I hate it when here but you're not here
it when your friends turn to old peers
hate it when you but you don't hear
it when your energy feels weird
Last time I think I it was last year
Made more money last than the past year
When feels fake only facts here
I remember working back as a cashier, times
Now it's been 3 weeks still the page
They hang on word I fucking say
While I appreciate you for my perspective
Gotta it real, there's something else in play
Something I explain, yea
the lyrics I find in my mind were put in my brain, damn
Is it really that
it's me,
then one day I came I came across the Romans believed
And even the Greek, you see they believed we create our Genii,
It's not in our genes, got me to think,
rappers who claim that they're more than just human
Promote what they pour in drink,
Was me think,
I needed substance to create something that wasn't in me
But pardon me please, fuck all of nonsense!
I believe my music is bigger than me if I'm being honest!
And I think that it's for an
artist to claim a god or a goddess!
that type of thinking is
silently off all of our artists!
While the industry profits, filling wallets, damn
like I'm on a hamster wheel
While I focus on making the music you don't need hands to feel
Is it fair when we follow our passion we barely can a meal
In an where they can take, they don't need hands to steal!
told me go get a degree
Was stupid for dreams
Your job was to me to think
Instead you're hurdling sheep
I spill out my into ink
I told I need to pursue what I love
If not, then I'm making this money for what?
Buy shit from a brand led by that does
I needed to find out who I was, now...
They would get it,
Said I couldn't do it so they were when I did it
They never could see the
They never wanted me
I never need an
I was one to fit it
Too fast to follow along, I'll bring it back in a minute
I take the beat for a trip and I bring it when I'm finished
I see my room as a womb and I and grow while I'm in it
I'm living but am I living? I can't even tell the difference,

Since the last four it's been about 1 week,
hit me real hard and I think
Ive been sacrificing my own
To prove the potential in me with the they seek
'Cause the that I'm making, the more that they need
The more I'm open the more that I bleed
The more that lying, the less I believe
The more that I please them, the less I'm me
I back and forth daily,
Am I even making the art, or did the art me?
No wonder why I'm lost lately,
Do they hate the art, or do really hate me?
so negative on the daily,
But I don't need your to me I'm twice as mean
Yea I'm as mean, it's seeming like your dream
Or really taking shots at my self esteem
Muthafucka!
You question why you should care, like this don't what I do
But maybe, just maybe, if you your thinking,
Then you would you'd start believing in you
You see as a human made to create,
Not just at a with some paper and glue
And maybe, maybe,
we do have a so all of the
blame and the is for two, damn

So who am I when the tells me who I should be?
Look around, you'll see ideas are as air and sleep
Everything you see it came, from the mind, of a human
mind-blowing,
you're not your and the fears that you think
Deep hidden in my mind is you'll find Piece of Mind 4!