Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

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

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

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Cuban link QB belong in the MOMA
So boomerang, you my twenty-seven 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
Kings honor kings, straight from my to my son's shit
tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw fish
Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the twist
I'm like a book by many
They give me looks of envy, I the Bentley
White chick like Liz might get the Bentayga
On my Rick James
Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven
Life's simple but heavy, shit
from sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit
Still goin' deeper like I a new inch on my dick
We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our
My moms cooked food, but some of my was starving
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 tell ya they
Without a word, just reading they
Wasn't no nine
Corner executive in ghetto hell
Where metal yell especially over
Life is karma
Whatever you dish out back as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor
generational curses, they said they want the old Nas back
Play the Clue tapes for old
Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will 'em up
Like they wasn't live enough, many lives touched
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 some shit
Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some shit (Yeah)
Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on Bridge shit

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

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