Luyện nghe bài hát Piece of Mind 4

Yea, I hate it when here but you're not here
hate it your friends turn to old peers
hate it you talk but you don't hear
hate it when your feels weird
Last time I I laughed it was last year
Made more money last month the past year
everything 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 you wait for my perspective
Gotta keep it real, there's else in play
Something I explain, yea
Like the lyrics I find in my were put in my brain, damn
Is it really deep?
it's me,
then one day I came I came across what the Romans
And even the Greek, you see they we create from our Genii,
not in our genes, that got me to think,
'Bout rappers who claim that they're more just human
what they pour in their drink,
Was me think,
I needed substance to with something that wasn't in me
But pardon me please, all of that nonsense!
I that 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!
Because type of thinking is
killing off all of our artists!
While the industry profits, filling their wallets,
Feel 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 our passion we barely can land a meal
In an industry where they can take, don't need hands to steal!
They me go get a degree
Was for following dreams
Your job was to me to think
Instead you're just hurdling
I spill out my soul ink
I told them I need to pursue what I
If not, then I'm making this money for what?
Buy shit from a led by someone that does
I to find out who I really 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 me winning
I need an opinion
I was one to fit it
Too fast to along, then I'll bring it back in a minute
I take the beat for a and I bring it back when 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 lines it's been 1 week,
hit me real hard and I think
Ive sacrificing my own mental
To prove the potential in me the music they seek
'Cause the more that I'm making, the more they need
The more that I'm open the more I bleed
The more that they're lying, the less I
The more that I please them, the that I'm me
I been and forth daily,
Am I making the art, or did the art make me?
No why I'm feeling 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 twice as mean, it's like your dream
Or really only taking shots at my esteem
Muthafucka!
You question why you should care, like don't effect what 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
blame and the praise is for two,

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 where find Piece of Mind 4!