Luyện nghe bài hát Stop The Press

Another one of them long ass breaks. Damn, Brother Ali the hell you been? What, you disappear?
Stop the presses me couple seconds
Let my friends whats up with big brethren
New year new a new record
Made a few I want to discuss it
In a life of pain and
Never guessed that a taste of success
Wouldve been the time I ever got depressed
I know Im blessed I just adjust
In life all I knew how to do is fight
on the playground fighting for the mic
Trying to build a life with an insane
Fighting for a little bit of time in the
Then I got a a car and house
No one left to fight with but
Gained a lot of weight wasnt thinking about my
Maybe the Im making could help
I cant drive this albino shit
Told you I was legally blind thats
Ant
to have to scoop the kid
So I bought a crib a blocks from his
Thats the friend I ever had
a brother to me a borderline dad
Maybe making a record get me on track
Help fix whatevers wrong my head
I jumped in the basement at once
Made the album Us in a of months
But I cant lie to yall I felt
Energy I brought mightve a bit off
Couple moments though of course
Babygirl Puppy Love and The
I toured two years off that
Was on the road ten months out of one of
my BK
My life coach DJ
Literally been me since day one
Had a lot of times had a lot of fun
Long short he got hell of a wife
Catastrophe damn near her life
our wifeys out to Hawaii
These got pregnant on

He said "I to talk to you Ali
This is you were born to do, but not me"
So after two thousand and ten
Say to my Deejay but not my friend
My career stop it just grew
rock(ed) the

Close to smell Beyonces perfume
But it just aint the same without
slow me down no lord
Stayed on the planes and the busses and
a young DJ into the squad
Sucker quit on me cause I toured too Wahhhh
Then me and Ant had trouble
If I was here then he was always
or recording with Atmosphere
What the hell's on with my career
Within a year my disappeared
Got a phone on the 4th of July
My dad died, he committed
Shit should've been for him
Had to fly home Europe to bury him
Im sorry, I a minute
Bismillah...)
to hold this marriage together
But me and my baby barely see each
Im in France with the taking pictures
Shes the kids making dinner doing dishes
She aint got to worry me screwing other _______
But that aint enough to make a woman feel
If we dont start to
We got no choice but in different directions -Damn
I got phone call again
You know the kind you want to get
Mikeys mom get a hold of him
And him dead in his apartment
Just in tears
Probably wont get over that in all my
Ill remember
A day later a plane to

And the month changed my life
to God in the holy sites
Inklings I had all my
Suddenly presented themselves in sight
Any doubts I had the mic
And whether or not what I is right
Fell out of sight like the on the floor
Now Im harder than I ever did before
Got a of beat tapes from

Genuine and his music is great

to hold my dates
Roll the tape I got to say
So, Im go make this album. Let me start it off right though