Luyện nghe bài hát Piece of Mind 4

Yea, I hate it when you're but you're not here
it when your friends turn to old peers
hate it when you but you don't hear
hate it when energy feels weird
Last I think I laughed it was last year
Made more money last month than the past
everything feels fake only facts here
I remember working back as a cashier, times
Now it's been 3 still the page empty
They on every word I fucking say
While I you wait for my perspective
keep it real, there's something else in play
Something I explain, yea
Like the lyrics I find in my were put in my brain, damn
Is it that deep?
Maybe 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,
'Bout rappers who claim that more than just human
Promote they pour in their drink,
Was me think,
I needed to create with something that wasn't in me
But pardon me please, all of that nonsense!
I believe that my is bigger than me if I'm being honest!
And I think it's lame for an
artist to they're a god or a goddess!
Because type of thinking is
silently off all of our artists!
While the profits, filling their wallets, damn
Feel I'm on a hamster wheel
While I focus on making the music you don't your hands to feel
Is it when we follow our passion we barely can land a meal
In an industry where they can take, they don't hands to steal!
told me go get a degree
Was stupid for following
Your job was to me to think
Instead just hurdling sheep
I spill out my into ink
I told them I to pursue what I love
If not, I'm making money this money for what?
Buy shit from a led by someone that does
I needed to find out who I was, now...
They never get it,
Said I couldn't do it so they were when I did it
They never could see the
They never me winning
I never need an
I was one to fit it
Too fast to follow along, then I'll bring it in a minute
I take the beat for a and I bring it back 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 I can't even tell the difference, damn

Since the last four it's been about 1 week,
Anxiety hit me hard and I think
Ive sacrificing my own mental
To prove the potential in me with the they seek
'Cause the more that I'm making, the that they need
The that 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 been and forth daily,
Am I even the art, or did the art make me?
No wonder why I'm lost lately,
Do they hate the art, or do they really me?
They're so on the daily,
But I don't your help to me I'm twice as mean
Yea I'm as mean, it's seeming like your dream
Or really only shots at my self esteem
Muthafucka!
You question why you should care, like this don't effect I do
But maybe, just maybe, if you your thinking,
Then you find you'd start believing in you
You see as a human your to create,
Not at a desk with some paper and glue
And maybe, maybe,
we do a genius so all of the
and the praise is for two, damn

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