Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too changes, you changed from your greatness
Become a byproduct of all for the paper regardless
The markets see you as a artist
The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the
Stay on your path, stay on your
They just want you to switch your up so they can hate on your ass
What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's
I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this 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 queens who wasn't
They envy the unhappiness of the
They don't a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways
To feel what Sam felt, the hand Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, the cure, the antidote

A thousand milligrams, make you don't overdose
to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the cold
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 about fam, it don't mean shit
The cure, all the allure
rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' 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 honor kings, straight from my pops to my shit
tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw fish
Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork
I'm studied like a by many
They me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz Taylor might get the
On my James behavior
Life is for the soul and I'm in life seven already
Life's but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything from sexy to deadly, I done through that shit
Still deeper like 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 they was down to do, I was with 'em
Turns out I was hungry and was the hardest
The scissor was sharper, my was on it
No fortune teller, going off regular signs
Niggas often tell ya moves
a word, just reading they mind
Wasn't no nine
Corner executive born in ghetto
Where metal yell especially necklaces
Life lessons is
you dish out come back as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss your and hit your grandkids for your dishonor
That's generational curses, they said they the old Nas back
Play the Clue tapes for old
Messin' my homies' up, sayin' 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' three at night on some shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge
Party with gangsters, gettin' right on Bridge shit (Yeah)
Like MC and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit

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

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