Luyện nghe bài hát Reasons

I'm respected in this game, I rocked spot I been in
While you can't show yo face, like Islamic rockin' linen
But I'm stuck in mom's house without a fuckin' bed
'Cause major labels put out whack MCs like Pumpkinhead
So I touchin' bread, I been duckin' feds
Can't even hustle for myself, I spend it on some cunt
Got nothin' left, every breath is harder than the
And success seems out of reach, further in the past
why I'm trashed, sparkin up this hash in a session
Packin' up more angel than the attic in heaven
That's why I'm pissed off like a bladder infection
With broken catheters left in my dick while I an erection
Got me to snap in a matter of seconds
Pullin' Mac-11's like Pun from the back of an Legend
I think of my future, past and the present
Try to capture the essence and find some of lastin' impression
But all I found's a corrupt act of aggression
Grabbin' me and smashin' my in with the back of his weapon
That's why I'm beyond the blessings of a confession
And why I take cash when the plate's for collection
I've had it with bein' the illest to step in
Lackin' success in a game where dudes like they don't have a reflection
I've had it with these labels, so I'm breakin the mold, 'cause they ain't just takin' creative control, takin' my soul

The reason I'm a liar, the I'm a thief
The reason I steal, the reason that I cheat
Is the reason you me when I'm walkin' down the street
And it's probably the reason I'll end up deceased

The reason I'm a liar, the I'm a thief
The reason that I steal, the reason I cheat
Is the reason that I wile out and riot in the
And it's the same my fuckin' life'll never have peace

Yo, I think about and how they just take it away
'Cause I grew up when Wu-Tang got rotational radio
But nowadays, if I say I'm nothin' but a hater
I pull a rusty razor and cut yo face like fuckin' paper
Maybe I'm mad labels use food stamps to pay me
But I can't be the only one rather hear Bootcamp than Jay-Z
So yeah, I'm underground, all my are backpackers
But at least my fans don't buy mixtapes full of whack
I front, I listen when I'm in the club, grabbin' tits
And the bass is so loud, I don't hear the trash you're
All that glamour, glitz and packs of you're flippin' Won't be real till you stop braggin', and say it was a bad decision
If you're anything like me, you're poor with a tortured
beat by pigs 'cause your pants are half off yo ass
Ain't tossin' cash in photographs with some camera
You was black and blue in on New York Avenue
That's the truth, that's the reason I'm suicidal
Feelin' out of place like with a Jewish bible
They takin' drama from my baby momma, now my mind is
Weight of the on my shoulders, 8 planets piled on
Rifle drawn, pointed at the cops you callin' 'em
6 million to die, I'll try all of 'em
Holdin' a Glock and squeezin' till they my breathin'
I know I'm crazy, don't ask me why, I got my

The reason I'm a liar, the I'm a thief
The reason that I steal, the reason I cheat
Is the reason you me when I'm walkin' down the street
And it's probably the same reason I'll end up

The reason I'm a liar, the I'm a thief
The that I steal, the reason that I cheat
Is the reason I wile out and riot in the
And it's the same my fuckin' life'll never have peace