Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Of My Ceremony

Now if I break your heart lil' momma make a scene,
You really mad at yourself 'cause you do it to me,
Prolly call me a failure if I ain't achieved,
I'd rather you call me for living like I believe,
I'm a king.
No sympathizing with the fake, or surprises the snakes,
It's flock and I value my estate,
So I bought some barb 'case they try and climb the gate,
rocket on my waste, hip hop cops on my case,
But 'em, more deposits in the bank,
God damn a nigga straight, letter on my face,
I'm a fly crip, but I rep my race,
Couple of us eating good, but want a taste,
They say get with it or them gonna take,
I say if you want let me lead you to the lake,
But late,
morning nigga 25/8 life,
Wasn't growing up I had to make something,
Out of if you struggled you relate,
But now I'm straight, great,
I don't need your now, nigga all of y'all late,
That's why I sure I made all of y'all shake,
The way y'all ride dick I think all of gay,
Practice all night, all day,
Sleeping on the flights, I land I get paid,
I got a boss, I am not a slave,
up my hustle is how I give myself a raise,
And funny how people let money make 'em change,
See you it to the script and start ripping out the pages,
Of history, it mystery,
If I died yesterday my would be a victory,
These sound stupid saying they invented me,
But arguing with it's a waste of energy,
I'm a franchise player and the of the team,
And only envy 'cause we on a winning spree.

Now, the sound of my ceremony,
The smell of success, yes I wear it on me,
The Dogg look a nigga in the mirror told me,
Keep money, fuck bitches, and be wear of homies,
'Cause Brutus killed Ceasar, and killed Jesus,
But where I'm a leave it,
they call it dry snitchin' if I take it any deeper.