Luyện nghe bài hát Sideline Story

[Verse 1: J.
I put my heart and soul in this game, I'm feelin'
Unappreciated,
Tired of comin' up short, fuck
Want my name spelled out, my own pain spilled out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains,
flames, Liu Kang, the coach ain't help out, so I call my own shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the
But homie if you change, man you for the better
when Martin King had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was
Did she a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'
loved her just enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a
I say a prayer, hope my girl leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
As you through the club
Bad bitches to do all the above
Money comes fast so bein' hungry don't
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 gonna last 3-4 eras
Say hello to the real, I can be hero

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

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

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