Luyện nghe bài hát Surviving The Times

But the whole tragic point, my friends
What, what would I do if I could suddenly
And to know once again that I feel is real?
I could cry, I could smile, I might lay for awhile
Tell me what, what would I do if I could you?

I was young, I was the times
for my moment, I was destined to shine
Little Ray had an NSX, I was hopin' I'm
Wantin' bracelets, never had a rope on my
Unless I was holdin' Taiyeh chain 'Rest In

Even though that night you flipped on us, you us
If you came back and we still on the corners, we goners, on to
Move your arm and watch to another time on the block
'Cause this 40 Side where they say rhyme
Tragedy he to come through all the time

I'm talkin' Juice Crew, not the word define
He had a sister Erin, for sure was fine
That was my crush, I bought my first mic
I my first verse, I was about nine
I was about mine, house-buyin'

Met Paul, he wore big glasses
Him and took me where G Rap lived
I was happy, just some answers
I even know what a record advance was

I'm seein' hoes sex in the bathroom
With rap dudes, wow, she moved me
Same girl then, right a groupie
Back she was like the star in the movie

Large jewelry and Gucci
Next stop, Paid In Full posse me
Knew they were millionaires, their ropes were dookie
Eric B man like touch it he shoot me

You see, time Ra didn't show
I get to record demos at to blow
I could they tell, how did they know
Sixteen years later, I go

What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, what I do?

I'm Akinyele in the street, tryin' to get us a deal
G Rap to get us to sign to Cold Chill
But Fly Ty didn't have the we wanted
Kent just signed Das, he didn't want us

Russell said I sounded like G, the nigga
and Matty C offered me a little money
Shit, a little funny, a little laughter
Rebel of hip-hop through a white rapper

My boy MC Serch
me to Columbia, back then CBS
Chris Schwartz, RuffHouse, he was the man
Now 'cause the label had just dropped Def Jam

Could you picture Russell needin' a check,
But he smart, he a plan for Polygram
Life is ill, again life's a
Then, the roster's Cypress Hill, Nas, and

Before I sold records, no
The rap world like, all this commotion?
Went plat', mad bottles I'm
20/20 hindsight, but how did know then

What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, would I do?

Invincible, lyrical, man, huh
But back to the matter at
'Cause ten years ago we all strived to be
Some cats didn't it alive

Dated some but respect their privacy
mad cars, layin' back in the driver's seat
Held myself down, just the wheel
Here I am, my whole record deal

What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?

What would I do if I could inside of me?
And to know how it feels to say, I like I see