Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

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

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

Roll the

Cuban link QB chain belong in the
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
honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit
Steak bloody, mercury levels from raw fish
for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied a book by many
give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
On my Rick James
Life is school for the soul and I'm in seven already
Life's but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything from sexy to deadly, I been through that shit
Still deeper like I grew 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 with 'em
Turns out I was hungry and was the hardest
The was sharper, my predictions was on it
No fortune teller, just going off regular
often tell ya they moves
Without a word, just they mind
Wasn't no nine
Corner executive born in ghetto
Where metal especially over necklaces
Life lessons is
Whatever you dish out come as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your
That's generational curses, they said want the old Nas back
Play the Clue tapes for old
Messin' my lives up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up
Like they wasn't live enough, many lives I've
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 Bridge shit
Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some shit (Yeah)
MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit

Like Jabari, I'm on Bridge shit
Shooter on
Kings live

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