Luyện nghe bài hát Road to Perdition

I got that black on skin tone, actual-fact syndrome
That's why I dropped the jewel on every verse you heard me on
Okay, it's a Slumdog
The tale of a king whose name wasn't on the
My road to glory was Road To
And Act II: The Turn is the memoirs with no omissions
We came a mighty long way from near the stove
In the cold, the greatest ever told
The realest see the pain in my story boards
The believers say, "Wallahi, I support the boy"
My life feel like a reel
This is lightning striking, feel how the feel
Get a chill

I got these niggas, Breezy! Don't about it

My is on 1.21 gigawatts, 10 trillion kilowatts
Hardcore Thriller pop, Jackson, nigga rock
Google me, baby, understand where I'm from
My destiny's to hit a grand slam when my come
All hail the lyrical, Grand Wizard
Nigga signed the dotted line with Hov, a miracle
And I ain't leave the thugs
The humble and meek surely inherit the mud we on
And shoot up every we clone
The flow is too
The poetry's too Quran-ic, the young prophet
And I could drop a verse to change the vibration
The whole Roc Nation, the whole Live
So pour
Beware, but for the polarization, it's the globalization
all the clergymen and notify Satan
I waiting, this the notarization, I been patient

I got niggas, Breezy!
Don't about it

A thousand kisses to the cause they made me greater
A thousand from a million slaves could raise a savoir
A thousand disses to dickheads at these major labels
From Big Kane to Big Daddy Kane and Abel
You pay a cost to be a boss, nigga, I the wager
Mastered both sides of the force and plus I my saber
Yes sir, I'm a of love
all my sorrows and woes in the club
My white say, "that shit you spit last year, bro
Was a real fine Merlot and a cashmere throw"
Some chicks say he ugly, white women they love me
My Asians and my mamis don't put above me
I call it as it happens, the art of quality
One autobiographical chapter could up the rapture
And even I walk in the narrow valley of death
All I see is green pastures, screaming from the rafters