Luyện nghe bài hát Tempted

(Verse 1)
The phone rings, its a to 9
Im slippin on some fresh kicks and jacket matching lining
my boys on the line and announcing the and
how I need to cause its bout to be live man
a parties off Djs bringin beats
my bringing his girl, the one he met last week
mad geeked he says and ends the conversation with that
not sure what to expect, but the beauty perhaps
so I rush out of my followed by the door
meet up, get to the club, my way to the floor,
Im seeing girls showing flesh, shoes in full effect
my boys in the vicinity his to his left
her bootie on me, when his heads turned right
yo a indeed, damn, but something aint right
so I ignore her gestures, and proceed my business
just music and some physical fitness
and when the over yo we're back at my boys crib
he dips to the store, so Im alone his mistress
she sits at a distance ..but is this?
throwing charm like javelins traveling within inches
I and dodge but now her hands on my leg
damn shes creeping red I hold my head and beg

(Chorus)
Father, don't let me be tempted, cause I that route
sayin dont let me be tempted I been there before
(repeat)

(Verse 2)
And nights like that, Im dead tired at work
on deadlines and a boss thats a jerk
2 years under my belt, here, whats the worth?
staring at a screen until my is blurred
word, Im to get by, cause I must survive
living for checks till the day that I die?
never that, settle I hear a voice in my head sing
just I see a pen and timecard for weeks ending
yeah I worked plenty, but the is when
I can say I 20 when I only did 10
and pretend, cause the extra ends theres plenty to spend on
or if in the red, its what Ill depend on
once the gone, and its due real soon
so Im convincing myself, my lies be true
and its funny, how can change your thinking
like a boat that floats false hope your sinking
Im flinching I pause a pen in my palm
I see two doors so to my I sing this song...

(Chorus)
Saying father, don't let me be tempted, I been that route
saying father dont let me be I been there before
(repeat)

(Verse 3)
Im saying, twist ya caps to the side
Im saying one for your mind one time
Im walking the ave on a hot ass day
just got off that job with that pay
but yo Im on my way up on my way
banks close at 6 and is calling my name
so as I rush the door I brush shoulders this stranger
who gets angered, curses my way
straight disturbed but I say sorry man and walking
but he keeps shouting chink! from his coffin
often that words left bloody like tampons
the settings ironic cause someones bout to get on
Im amped son, blood is pumping through
Im making knuckle sandwiches and is on me now
i know with every theres a way out
brush my shoulders off and go with the safe route
but this time its different, or is it? I out
these thoughts in my mind, then my mouth I sang out