Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

[Joe
Whatever happened to
Joey!
Seems I gotta buy a weed bag (so easily sidetracked!)
I think it mighta been next
Mighta been month, shit (Joey!)

Look, sometimes I make money
But sometimes I motivated; sometimes I think it's overrated
Sometimes I'm thinkin I wasn't supposed to it
But what I show is basic, I poker-face it (what else?)
I wanna make music
Sometimes I think it's just
So y'all hear a lot of new shit
Clueless, dependin on what my is (ohh!)
Sometimes I wanna dress
I mean I wanna let up, but y'all be let
I'm so sidetracked
I lost my train of thought, but besides that
I wanna somebody and keep it real
But know they'll understand 'fore I tell 'em how I feel
I wish I knew how it'd
I swore I needed somethin the store (like what?)
Got a that I just ignored, my day is hectic
I'm with thoughts, leave a message
Saturday I, planned on goin shoppin for my kid
Wanna smoke, no cig's, I'm like "Where the the store?"
Got a migraine, but I forgot I was sick
Cause jeans don't seem to lay right over my kicks
And this'll be the last time I buy this
That I try this - oh shit, the bitch called me
She like the perfect girl to cheat with
with, I bet that she can keep a secret
I turned the radio on, and heard a sick
Know I can kill shit better than he did
I could be so analytical (why?!)
With no audience, so who am I a to? (nobody)
I'm so sidetracked
I just lost my train of thought, but besides
I spent tryin to figure out why is that
Beat of my drum off by a hi-hat (ohh!)
I should hit the club, get a
But fuck that, the lifestyle about shit
That no longer me up, it don't arouse shit (why?)
See I'm on my OnDemand in the shit
I've lost so relationships
(Tell me) Is it, just I don't relate to shit?
Me I (me I) I ignorance so much
I'm prayin for niggaz that didn't much
Maybe our whole generation was wrong
I'm responsible for me, I gotta stay strong
I'm so easily
I just lost my train of thought, but that
I spent years tryin to out why is that
... Why? But besides

Uh uhh, I'm so sidetracked!
Uhh, on nigga, I spent years tryin to figure out why is that
I mean, I'm so easily sidetracked
Fuck is on?

Yo, cig's still unlit, a pic of a man cross-eyed
On my way to kill the 'til the thought died (uhh)
Or a lie, I'm just hogtied
Got frog eyes, chick with a phatty walked by
complexion, nice tan
And so her I ran 'til I seen her desination was a man
(So) In the street I stand, with my heat in
For reason, I don't remember beefin
Note to on my hand, "Get even!"
But I remember needin re-venge
Now anybody comin toward me I'm
Leg bleedin - (so) it
retrace my steps followin the path of my blood leakin
Led me to Juan's house I visit every weekend
To my knowledge, me and him speakin