Luyện nghe bài hát Tempted

(Verse 1)
The rings, its a quarter to 9
Im on some fresh kicks and jacket with matching lining
my boys on the line and the time and
how I need to hurry cause its to be live man
a jumping off Djs bringin beats
my boys his girl, the one he met last week
mad geeked he says peace and ends the conversation with
not sure what to expect, but thats the beauty
so I out of my crib followed by the door
up, get to the club, make my way to the floor,
Im seeing girls showing flesh, shoes in full effect
my boys in the vicinity his girls to his
rubbing her bootie on me, when his heads right
yo a cutie indeed, damn, but something aint
so I ignore her gestures, and proceed my business
just music and some physical fitness
and the nights 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 what is
Shes throwing charm like javelins traveling within
I duck and but now her hands on my leg
damn shes towards red I hold my head and beg

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

(Verse 2)
And nights like that, Im dead tired at work
behind on deadlines and a boss a jerk
2 years my belt, sitting here, whats the worth?
staring at a screen until my vision is
word, Im trying to get by, cause I survive
living for checks till the day that I die?
that, settle that I hear a voice in my head sing
just I see a pen and timecard for weeks ending
yeah I plenty, but the question is when
I can say I worked 20 I only did 10
and pretend, cause with the extra ends theres plenty to on
or if accounts in the red, its what Ill on
once the gone, and its due real soon
so Im convincing myself, my could be true
and its funny, how money can change thinking
like a boat that floats false when your sinking
Im flinching I pause with a pen in my
I see two doors so to my lord I sing song...

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

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