Luyện nghe bài hát Sideline Story

[Verse 1: J.
I put my heart and soul in game, I'm feelin' drained
Unappreciated,
Tired of comin' up short, fuck
Want my whole spelled out, my own pain spilled out
No pain, no gain, I brains, Cobain
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the coach help out, so I call my own shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change, man you for the better
Back when Martin King had a for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the he was dreamin'
Did she have a of all the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved her enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't
We all got angels, we all got
As you fall through the
Bad down to do all the above
comes fast so bein' hungry don't last
Till you in the mirror you saw who you was
Cole World, it couldn't be clearer
The time is now, be more herer
My reign last like 3-4 eras
Say hello to the real, I can be hero

Hey, put us all on the map
Gone and I lookin' back
I knew they gone feel it like tank on E
I baby, you can bet the bank on me
ain't nobody tell me why their ain't gonna be no more
Thinking I'mma fall? be so sure
I wish somebody made
On how to get up off the

[Verse 2: J.
Up in 1st class, even though it's not funny
See a man wonder how the fuck I got money
While he sit at coach, hate to see me past em'
Young black pants sag, blastin'
Know he askin', "how did he manage?"
"With all the against him, he used them to his advantage!"
we be speakin' probably soundin' like Spanish
Then I fuck they heads up a nigga show manners
Some New niggas thought it was funny callin' us Bamma
at the grammer cause they didn't understand us
Must've thought slow, but little do they know
I came up in here to advantage of that shit ya'll take for granted
Opportunity I would kill for
Lookin' at rappers "what the fuck you got a deal for?!"
I was assed out with my funds low
It's nice to know I had the whole world at my front

[Verse 3: J.
I made it to the Roc, even though tried to box me out
I got the key to the game, they to lock me out
But what they don't understand is this is all
a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out
Some ask me why Jay never shout me out
Like I'm supposed to a fuck
Don't you that I be out in France
Where the fans throw they like Pacquiao
Not cause my looks, cause my hooks could knock outt
And my lines is designed from the
Young Simba been a lion from the
Dumb nigga's, ya'll been lyin the start
My life's a move, truly
And niggas is dyin for the part
But, you'll never play me like vs. Jordan
Twenty years, wonder who they gone say was more
Both changed the game, came through and a lane
Who's to say that who's greater, all we know, ain't the same