Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too many changes, you changed from greatness
Become a byproduct of yourself all for the regardless
The markets see you as a artist
The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the
on your path, stay on your craft
They want you to switch your lanes up so they can hate on your ass
What's in a name? in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, grace
I in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing
'Cause I seen the greats do it a great queen
these kings have in common? They had women who solid
Malcolm needed Betty, I met some who wasn't ready
They envy the of the greats
They don't have a fulfilled yet, so they searchin' for ways
To what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, the cure, the antidote

A thousand milligrams, make sure you don't
Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold
Cold gang, don't get exposed, stories get
You glamorize the game, it a glorious road
Rest in peace Kobe and Nip, off the rip
King shit, if it ain't fam, it don't mean shit
The cure, love all the
Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in with

the credits

Cuban QB chain belong in the MOMA
So boomerang, you salute my summers
Rolls-Royce Brigade just 'cause it go the moment
on the chain, got his medallion, I won't
Insinuate imitation 'cause I his stomach
Kings honor kings, straight from my to my son's shit
Steak tartare bloody, mercury from raw fish
Sushi for lunch, at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied like a book by
They me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz Taylor might get the
On my James behavior
Life is school for the and I'm in life seven already
Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible
Everything from to deadly, I done been through that shit
Still goin' deeper I grew a new inch on my dick
We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our
My moms cooked food, but some of my niggas was
And whatever was down to do, I was with 'em regardless
Turns out I was and was hittin' the hardest
The was sharper, my predictions was on it
No fortune teller, just going off signs
Niggas tell ya they moves
Without a word, reading they mind
Wasn't needin' no
executive born in ghetto hell
Where yell especially over necklaces
lessons is karma
Whatever you dish out come back as or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit your for your dishonor
That's generational curses, they said they the old Nas back
the Clue tapes for old verses
Messin' my homies' lives up, Nas will rise 'em up
Like wasn't live enough, many lives I've touched
Can I get a
Can I get a
I need a witness, drinkin' at night on some Bridge shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some shit
Party gangsters, gettin' right on some Bridge shit (Yeah)
Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some shit

Like Jabari, I'm on some shit
live on
Kings forever

We go a lot
And nobody hear about what we go through
And cool too
man go through the same Mondays and Fridays
Same sun, moon, and
It's just how you stand a man