Luyện nghe bài hát Reasons

I'm respected in this game, I rocked every I been in
While you can't show yo face, like Islamic rockin' linen
But I'm stuck sleepin' in mom's 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 it on some cunt instead
Got nothin' left, every breath is harder the last
And success out of reach, slippin' further in the past
That's why I'm trashed, up this hash in a session
Packin' up more angel dust than the attic in
That's why I'm pissed off havin' a bladder infection
With broken catheters left in my dick while I have an
Got me liable to snap in a of seconds
Pullin' Mac-11's like Pun from the back of an Legend
I just 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 cop's act of
Grabbin' me and smashin' my head in with the back of his
That's why I'm beyond the blessings of a Catholic
And why I take cash the plate's passed for collection
I've had it with the illest rapper to step in
Lackin' success in a game dudes bite like they don't have a reflection
I've had it these labels, so I'm breakin the mold, 'cause they ain't just takin' creative control, they 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 avoid me when I'm down the street
And probably the same reason I'll end up deceased

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

Yo, I think about and how they just take it away
'Cause I grew up when Wu-Tang got rotational play
But nowadays, if I say shit I'm nothin' but a
Till I pull a rusty razor and cut yo like fuckin' paper
Maybe I'm mad 'cause use food stamps to pay me
But I can't be the only one who'd rather hear Bootcamp Jay-Z
So yeah, I'm underground, all my fans are
But at my fans don't buy mixtapes full of whack rappers
I can't front, I when I'm in the club, grabbin' tits
And the bass is so loud, I don't hear the you're spittin'
All that glamour, glitz and packs of crack you're flippin' Won't be till you stop braggin', and say it was a bad decision
If anything like me, you're poor with a tortured past
Gettin' by pigs 'cause your pants are half off yo ass
Ain't cash in photographs with some camera crew
You was black and blue in handcuffs on New York
the truth, that's the reason I'm almost suicidal
Feelin' out of like Muslims with a Jewish bible
They takin' drama from my baby momma, now my is gone
Weight of the world on my shoulders, 8 planets on
drawn, pointed at the cops when you callin' 'em
6 ways 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 I'm a liar, the reason I'm a thief
The that I steal, the reason that I cheat
Is the reason you avoid me I'm walkin' down the street
And it's probably the same I'll end up deceased

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