Luyện nghe bài hát PRhyme

Gather around, gather
Witness the memoirs of 5'9 being as he sees it fit
Police sirens behind him while driving
Instantly causes butterflies in his stomach even he's legit

Now brothers and sisters, they not stopped
It's about to hit the fan, is it?
Shit's deep in here, I mean like thick

Just day in my reformed life, my unreformed mic
I still write like it's my son was knight
I'm tired of swinging on these
Man, these niggas can't even
I'm a casual sneaker head, I don't need them bleeding on my
said that I'd be a problem if I get my shit right
That if it's probably the biggest if I ever by
Which is why I'm known as a underachiever, I just by
I it to be inebriated to prevent me from getting shy
better than getting shot, that's a much healthier ending
I'm running this race all by
My is in the selfie olympics
Coming back with a in LV vintage
Anybody got a problem with me his shit shall be offended

Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
The crown is on, that's how you a don
Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
I ain't falling off

Then the car up on the side of me
An attractive is in it eyeing me trying to get my attention
But I just play the like "what do you want from me?"
Then I off like ERR
My nigga, my nigga, my
You don't know it feels like to be tired of fucking these hoes
just hard to stay alive these days
I can't end up on no collages on bitches' IG pages
They see cars then they want to be reality TV stars
Just day in my reformed life, my unreformed mic
I still write like my son was born knight
I'm of cheating on my wife, man, these bitches just ain't right
Can't even them in their mouths
Too many been in their diet
Me and we veterans, but when youngins call you vet
You to feel like Hardaway with that UTEP, two step
They come in the league A.I
that their look and that crossover
Moving that make their old seem useless
But I'm
I can afford to somebody
That tried to break all of legs like Tonya Harding
Seem like the be like "fuck honesty"
My rapper was signed to Duck Down
Then signed to the Duck

Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my prime
The crown is on, that's how you a don
Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
I never falling off

your money, my nigga, get your money
But make the shit make you, now deal with that
I a whole bunch of money chasing bitches
But I never no bitches chasing money, how real is that?
Only a woman made a man a millionaire
Was when that man was a former billionaire, how is that?
My nigga, get you a fly chick and a top
And she piss you off, do me a favor
Hop in that and peel it back
I got one
All these bitches be doing is playing chairs
With different rappers' front seats without calling
Face it, you're a ho, as God as my
paper's my litmus I take it then I dip with it
Then I wait for the
And the is in
Now that I'm sober niggas is it's over
Couple of had to off 'em
of bitches mad cause I'm off 'em
Either that or they think that my life is so good my nights be
Oh, only been so quiet
Cause he been spending "Lighters" money
Man, these spend too much time predicting
Was on your mind up until the time you're
In the of all my success and my failures
I'm just out here
Guess that's happens in rapping
When you're in motherfucking prime, prime