Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Elementz

, (5 Ela), T-3 (Slum Village))

2X: Kon Artis]
It's however, it's whatever you
If you that nigga tryna get and you know you right
I see the and I guess it's aight
Cause it ain't the bars then take a step of your life

Yeah I stepped out the when my nigga Dilla left
Didn't see the picture, maybe just a rough sketch
Didn't know the for real, they knew a silhouette
Small portion who I was I turned and looked back
Had a few tools, had to learn to that
Plus cut a nigga out, say I wasn't worth jack
The trials of man, I'm not complainin
I'm the truth y'all exactly how it's layin
So you see me don't think it was easy
Things fair to me, your man T-Threezy
I had to to eat, I wasn't supposed to be
I did a flow like on seas
Now I'm the of my own destiny
I at the edge of this shit, control my feats
I rearrange that could've remained bleak
Cause you ain't doin the same, don't you should hate me

Damn, it's hard hustlin your crew
you the head of your troops and dudes don't wanna grow up
Attitude is so what, nig's out killin 'em
Dude's draggin his feet, I ain't got time to with him
at the time dime, how many years it's been
since we moved back Brooklyn?
You lookin sorry dawg, pardon me I'm your mans, this ain't no
But I don't see no good in you if you don't yo' biz
Yo' is, is bored and stubborn
Quick to say whoever and still want somethin for nothin
Streets talked about your lips, remember when Proof flipped
Threw a cassette tape at you, you ain't do
Exactly, I woulda been if that was me
the Feds came to swoop you turned your back on T
I ain't you snitch but your actions are smellin like fish
You smackin your bitch, too old to be actin like this
Man

I ain't tryin to no blame, or make excuses
I figured y'all so long I'll wake the rooster
I love hip-hop and just makin
In the "8 Mile" I was portrayed as Future
On the set I was due, where's the of my crew
for the movie, this is our destiny dude
I'm like Shady is my team, it's a dream
It seems I'm bein choked Radio Raheem
P it when G-Unit all got deals
a muscle have to hustle, that's why it feel
I'm out of different people office still
This ain't a diss, this is just real
Toy soldier, how they coffin feel
My homie put me on 'em but I got up off them
Got a boss appeal, you can call me
But ask 'em all how where the fuck they'd be without me - Proof