Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

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

Look, sometimes I make money
But I ain't motivated; sometimes I think it's overrated
I'm thinkin I wasn't supposed to make it
But what I show is basic, I normally 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 just my train of thought, but besides that
I stop somebody and keep it real
But that they'll understand 'fore I tell 'em how I feel
I I knew how it'd feel
I swore I needed from the store (like what?)
Got a call I just ignored, my day is hectic
I'm overwhelmed thoughts, leave a message
This Saturday I, planned on shoppin for my kid
Wanna smoke, no cig's, I'm like "Where the the store?"
Got a migraine, but I that I was sick
these jeans don't seem to lay right over my kicks
And this'll be the time I buy this brand
That I try this - oh shit, the bitch called me
She seems like the perfect to cheat with
Sleep with, I bet she can keep a secret
I turned the radio on, and a beat sick
Know I can that shit better than he did
Sometimes I could be so (why?!)
no audience, so who am I a critic to? (nobody)
I'm so sidetracked
I just my train of thought, but besides that
I spent years tryin to out why is that
Beat of my drum off by a hi-hat (ohh!)
I should hit the club, get a
But that, the lifestyle ain't about shit
no longer gets 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 because I don't to shit?
Me I (me I) I ignorance so much
I'm prayin for that didn't grow much
Maybe our generation was raised wrong
I'm responsible for me, I gotta stay strong
I'm so sidetracked
I just lost my train of thought, but besides
I spent years to figure out why is that
... Why? But besides

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

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