Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Of My Ceremony

Now if I break your heart lil' momma don't a scene,
You really mad at 'cause you couldn't do it to me,
call me a failure if I ain't never achieved,
I'd rather you call me cocky for living I believe,
I'm a king.
No sympathizing with the fake, or surprises the snakes,
It's flock season and I my estate,
So I bought some barb wire 'case they try and the gate,
Houston on my waste, hip hop cops on my case,
But fuck 'em, more in the bank,
God damn a straight, crocked letter on my face,
I'm a fly crip, but I rep my race,
Couple of us eating good, but everybody 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 easy up I had to make something,
Out of if you struggled you relate,
But now I'm straight, great,
I need your help now, nigga all of y'all late,
That's why I made sure I all of y'all shake,
The way y'all ride dick I think all of gay,
all night, ballin' all day,
Sleeping on the flights, I land I get paid,
I got a boss, I am not a slave,
Turning up my hustle is how I give a raise,
And funny how people let money make 'em change,
See you stick it to the script and start out the pages,
Of history, it mystery,
If I died my life would be a victory,
These niggas sound stupid they invented me,
But arguing with it's a waste of energy,
I'm a franchise player and the of the team,
And they only envy we on a winning spree.

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