Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

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

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

Uh uhh, I'm so sidetracked!
Uhh, goin on nigga, I years tryin to figure 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 nigga the thought died (uhh)
Or a lie, I'm just hogtied
Got frog eyes, cause with a phatty walked by
complexion, nice tan
And so behind her I ran I seen her desination was a man
(So) In the I stand, with my heat in hand
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 - (so) fuck it
I'll retrace my steps followin the path of my leakin
Led me to house which I visit every weekend
To my knowledge, me and him speakin