Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

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

Look, I wanna make money
But I ain't motivated; sometimes I think it's overrated
Sometimes I'm thinkin I wasn't supposed to it
But what I show is basic, I normally it (what else?)
Sometimes I wanna music
I think it's just useless
So y'all don't 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 easily
I just lost my train of thought, but besides
I wanna stop and keep it real
But know that understand 'fore I tell 'em how I feel
I wish I knew how it'd
I I needed somethin from the store (like what?)
Got a call I just ignored, my day is hectic
I'm overwhelmed with thoughts, leave a
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 forgot I was sick
Cause these don't seem to lay right over my kicks
And be the last time I buy this brand
That I try brand - oh shit, the bitch called me
She seems like the perfect girl to cheat
with, I bet that 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 be so analytical (why?!)
With no audience, so who am I a to? (nobody)
I'm so easily
I just lost my train of thought, but besides
I spent years tryin to figure out why is
Beat of my drum thrown off by a (ohh!)
I hit the club, get a outfit
But fuck that, the lifestyle ain't shit
That no longer gets me up, it arouse shit (why?)
See I'm on my OnDemand in the shit
lost so many relationships
(Tell me) Is it, because I don't relate to shit?
Me I (me I) I hate so much
I'm prayin for niggaz that grow much
our whole generation was raised wrong
I'm responsible for me, I gotta stay strong
I'm so sidetracked
I just my train of thought, but besides that
I spent years tryin to out why is that
... Why? But that

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

Yo, cig's still unlit, lookin a pic of a man
On my way to kill the nigga the thought died (uhh)
Or it's a lie, I'm hogtied
Got frog eyes, cause chick with a walked by
Nice complexion, tan
And so behind her I ran 'til I seen her was a man
(So) In the I stand, with my heat in hand
For what reason, I don't beefin
Note to on my hand, "Get even!"
But I don't needin re-venge
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 house which I visit every weekend
To my knowledge, me and him wasn't