Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

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

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

Roll the

Cuban link QB chain in the MOMA
So boomerang, you salute my twenty-seven
Rolls-Royce Brigade 'cause 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
for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied like a 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 school for the soul and I'm in life already
Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible
Everything from sexy to deadly, I done 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 of my niggas was starving
And they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless
out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest
The scissor was sharper, my was on it
No fortune teller, just going off regular
Niggas tell ya they moves
Without a word, just reading they
needin' no nine
Corner executive born in ghetto
Where metal especially over necklaces
lessons is karma
Whatever you dish out come as blessings or to haunt ya
miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor
That's generational curses, said they want the old Nas back
Play the Clue tapes for old
Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas rise 'em up
they 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 Bridge shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer on some Bridge shit
Party with gangsters, gettin' on some Bridge shit (Yeah)
Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge

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
It's how you stand like a man