Luyện nghe bài hát Piece of Mind 4

Yea, I hate it when here but you're not here
hate it when your turn to old peers
hate it when you but you don't hear
hate it when your energy weird
time I think I laughed it was last year
Made more last month than the past year
everything feels fake only facts here
I remember back as a cashier, simpler times
Now it's been 3 weeks still the empty
They hang on word I fucking say
While I appreciate you wait for my
Gotta keep it real, there's something else in
Something I explain, yea
Like the lyrics I find in my mind put in my brain, damn
Is it that deep?
it's me,
then one day I came I came across the Romans believed
And even the Greek, you see they we create from 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 in their drink,
Was me think,
I substance to create with something that wasn't in me
But me please, fuck all of that nonsense!
I believe that my music is bigger than me if I'm honest!
And I think that lame for an
to claim they're a god or a goddess!
Because type of thinking is
killing off all of our artists!
While the industry profits, their wallets, damn
Feel I'm on a hamster wheel
While I focus on the music you don't need your hands to feel
Is it fair when we follow our we barely can land a meal
In an industry where they can take, don't need hands to steal!
They told me go get a
Was stupid for dreams
Your job was to me to think
Instead just hurdling sheep
I spill out my into ink
I told them I need to pursue what I
If not, then I'm making money this for what?
Buy shit from a brand led by someone that
I needed to out who I really was, now...
They never get it,
Said I do it so they were shook when I did it
never could see the vision
They never me winning
I need an opinion
I was one to fit it
Too fast to follow along, then I'll bring it back in a
I take the beat for a trip and I bring it back I'm finished
I see my room as a and I build and grow while I'm in it
I'm living but am I living? I can't even the difference, damn

Since the last four it's been about 1 week,
Anxiety hit me real hard and I
Ive been sacrificing my own
To prove the in me with the music they seek
'Cause the that I'm making, the more that they need
The more that I'm open the that I bleed
The that they're lying, the less I believe
The more I please them, the less that I'm me
I been and forth daily,
Am I even making the art, or did the art me?
No wonder why I'm feeling lately,
Do they hate the art, or do really hate me?
They're so on the daily,
But I don't need your to me I'm twice as mean
Yea I'm twice as mean, it's seeming like your
Or really only taking at my self esteem
Muthafucka!
You question why you should care, this don't effect what I do
But maybe, maybe, if you change your thinking,
Then you would you'd start believing in you
You see as a human made to create,
Not just at a desk 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 the world tells me who I should be?
around, you'll see ideas 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 where you'll find Piece of 4!