Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

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

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

Roll the

Cuban QB chain belong in the MOMA
So boomerang, you my twenty-seven summers
Rolls-Royce just 'cause it go with the moment
on the chain, got his medallion, I won't
Insinuate imitation 'cause I his stomach
Kings kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit
Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels raw fish
Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork
I'm studied a book by many
They me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz Taylor get the Bentayga
On my Rick behavior
Life is for the soul and I'm in life seven already
simple but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit
Still goin' like I grew a new inch on my dick
We at robbin' as a way of resolving our problems
My moms cooked food, but some of my niggas was
And whatever they was down to do, I was 'em regardless
out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest
The was sharper, my predictions was on it
No fortune teller, going off regular signs
Niggas often ya they moves
Without a word, just they mind
needin' no nine
Corner born in ghetto hell
Where metal yell over necklaces
Life lessons is
Whatever you dish out come as blessings or to haunt ya
Could your kids and hit your grandkids 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, sayin' Nas rise 'em up
Like they wasn't live enough, many I've touched
Can I get a
Can I get a
I a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some shit
Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some shit (Yeah)
Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge

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

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