Luyện nghe bài hát Sideline Story

[Verse 1: J.
I put my and soul in this game, I'm feelin' drained
Unappreciated,
Tired of comin' up short, abbreviated
Want my name spelled out, my own pain spilled out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains,
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the 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 if you change, man you change for the better
Back when King had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was
loved her just 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 the club
Bad bitches down to do all the
Money comes fast so bein' hungry last
you look in the mirror you saw who you was
Cole World, it couldn't be more
The time is now, be more herer
My reign gonna last like 3-4
Say hello to the real, I can be your

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

2: J. Cole]
Up in 1st class, laugh even it's not funny
See a white man wonder how the I got money
While he sit at coach, hate to see me walk em'
Young black pants sag, blastin'
Know he askin', "how did he manage?"
"With all the cards against him, he them to his advantage!"
we be speakin' probably soundin' like Spanish
Then I fuck they heads up when a nigga show
New York 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 up in here to take advantage of that shit ya'll take for granted
that I would kill for
Lookin' at rappers like "what the you got a deal for?!"
When I was assed out with my low
nice to know I had the whole world 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 don't is this is all plan
a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out
Some nigga ask me why Jay never me out
I'm supposed to give a fuck
Don't you that I be out in France
Where the fans they hands like Pacquiao
Not cause my looks, cause my could knock Rocky outt
And my lines is designed from the
Young Simba been a lion the start
Dumb nigga's, been lyin from the start
My life's a move, truly
And niggas is dyin for the part
But, you'll never me like LeBron vs. Jordan
Twenty years, wonder who they gone say was importan'
Both changed the game, came through and a lane
Who's to say that who's greater, all we know, ain't the same