Luyện nghe bài hát Return of King David

Look, look, uh...
I'm not a rapper, told I'm not a rapper
I'm a Golden Globe actor, this is just a chapter
Singing folk songs in my attic, save those for
I eat the for breakfast, right now I'm just snacking
What chick should I fuck next? Tell me your favorite actress
It'll be the walk of meets the Hollywood Walk of Fame
I'm Dean meets Waka Flocka Flame, here to unlock the game
Fuck her so that she may never walk the same
Only in competition with I'm suicidal
Do or die, the new Idol holding a rifle
Baby Jesus on the dash, preacher man a Bible
I don't pray for success, I pray I never stay idle
If I wanted to be other rappers I'd probably be 'em
If I wanted to see these others then I see 'em
I know they thinking, "But D, you're up Europeans"
don't be letting rappers up in the places we in
Man I'm just trying to win, me it's now or then
It's I feel, don't let me relapse again
Don't get me back in that Benz, get me back to my sins
get me crashing the party unless you attaching a lens[?]
If I had one goal, one dream it all ends
It's to die happy and this real life look like pretend
And it means enemies always make for the best friends
So I'm with everybody but I hate everybody, amen
to the ceiling till the fan can't even spin
They say "D, peers, what you think about them?"
I'm in a league of my own, they leave me alone
It's sad it another man to make y'all get in y'all zone, ay!
Check my resume, I've been killing everyday
Rap, folk, rock, pop, I've killing it every way
Tours on tours, man I've killing in every state
Check the Corner, we really killing it everyday
Really illy, you feel me, I'm busy, don't call me, I'm
I'll hit you or when I'm having a party
Cause thing worse than not living the moment
Is celebrating and you weren't a part of it from the start
Shit, I'm half-hearted, half-tired of rapping and
Fuck bitches like as I pass by her
your branding, fuck your standing, fuck your underhanded compliments
I'd rather have some real than all that nonsense
Hype - I don't like it, I try it, I don't buy it
I work for mine and stay on autopilot, man I in line
Fuck a VIP, I'm not trying to be too good for
I'm just regular old D, old me
The young man who used to stay in the streets
Writing graffiti, ducking, dodging
Young boy Dave, also as D-WHY SE[?]
This is of limitations mixed with freedom of speech
fighting my own fight, still independent, still trucking
When the dealers out to get you, you get pretty good at
Funny think I'm something, really I'm still nothing
I guess I'm more than them, but then that don't mean nothing
Man I shake hands with these bloggers, "Man, D the dopest guy"
Then I send him my new shit, I get? No reply
You ain't get my Wrong address, no postage
Write my on sticky notes, the only way I'm getting posted
Young, loved, and broke, but I'm not hopeless
This is me right now putting y'all on
Support quality or become
That goes for anybody selling shit, it's common sense
Never said I was a and don't wanna be
Some actors do comedy or some only do drama, B
But do it all like Brad Pitt, Will Smith
Johnny Depp, who I wanna be, shit
They say I'm too pretty for rap, too street for 'n roll
Too for pop, bitch I'm on a roll out of control
You ain't with the kid, but these kids fucking with me
Got a of victory, now bitch I'm hungry to eat
What you afraid of? you made of? Better get your weight up
Put on that make up, girl gon' get made up, we stay up
a kitchen, let's bake up and get our cake up
Then go to and wake up, it's all easy as a layup
treat me foul, I'm out here starving, plowing for a harvest
Back in the ring, return of the King, out to Martin
Ain't trying to go the hardest, I'm trying to go the
And when you I'm finished, motherfucker I'm just getting started
your favorite artist, fill in the blank
Say their out loud, go ahead, I'll wait...
Who'd ya pick? I don't give a shit
Only separating me from them is opportunity
And I gotta say it, they know I'm underrated
I'ma do these songs, and those songs and some of y'all gon' it
Just know I write all my shit it's really me
Rap was just the first step to this industry
I speak the in my sleep, go to bed, leave the mics on
So fresh I could get dressed with the lights off
the Cleanest Corner, Fashion Week I got my sights on
Watch my homie's turn me into an icon
call up GQ
This was a preview
Fuck your blog, your review
I don't need you, bigger I got my sights on
Watch my homie's Nikon me into an icon
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