Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too many changes, you changed from greatness
Become a byproduct of yourself all for the regardless
The see you as a old-ass artist
The McCartneys past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest
Stay on your path, stay on craft
They just want you to switch your 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, king's
I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great
I seen the greats do it with a great queen
What these kings have in common? had women who solid
Malcolm needed Betty, I met some queens who wasn't
They envy the of the greats
don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways
To what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, here's the cure, the

A thousand milligrams, make you don't overdose
Turned to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the
Cold gang, don't get exposed, get told
You the game, it ain't a glorious road
in peace Kobe and Nip, that's 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 Lord

Roll the

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

Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge
live on
Kings live

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