Luyện nghe bài hát Surviving The Times

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

I was young, I was survivin' the
for my moment, I was destined to shine
Little Ray had an NSX, I was I'm next
bracelets, never had a rope on my neck
Unless I was holdin' Taiyeh 'Rest In Peace'

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

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

Met Paul, he wore big glasses
Him and took me where G Rap lived
I was happy, just gettin' some
I ain't even what a record advance was

I'm seein' sex in the studio bathroom
rap dudes, thinkin' wow, she moved me
Same girl then, right now's a
Back she was like the star in the movie

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

You see, every time Ra show
I get to record demos at to blow
I could they tell, how did they know
years later, here I go

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

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

said I sounded like G, the nigga fronted
Reef and C offered me a little money
Shit, a little funny, a little laughter
Rebel of hip-hop comin' through a white

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

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

Before I sold records, no
The rap like, what's all this commotion?
Went plat', mad I'm toasting
20/20 hindsight, but how did they then

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

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

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

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

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