Luyện nghe bài hát Road to Perdition

I got that black on black tone, actual-fact syndrome
why I dropped the jewel on every verse you heard me shit on
Okay, it's a Slumdog
The tale of a king whose name on the roster
My road to glory was To Perdition
And Act II: The Turn is just the memoirs no omissions
We came a mighty way from standing near the stove
In the cold, the story ever told
The realest niggas see the pain in my story
The true believers say, "Wallahi, I the boy"
My life feel like a highlight
This is striking, feel how the Zeitgeist feel
Get a chill

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

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

I got niggas, Breezy!
Don't worry it

A thousand kisses to the haters cause made me greater
A thousand wishes from a million slaves could a savoir
A thousand disses to these at these major labels
From Big Daddy Kane to Big Daddy Kane and
You pay a to be a boss, nigga, I paid the wager
both sides of the force and plus I made my saber
Yes sir, I'm a of love
all my sorrows and woes in the club
My white boys say, "that you spit last year, bro
Was a real fine Merlot and a cashmere throw"
black chicks say he ugly, white women they love me
My Asians and my mamis don't put nothing me
I call it as it happens, the art of rapping
One autobiographical chapter start up the rapture
And even though I walk in the narrow of death
All I see is green pastures, bitches from the rafters